Is it me you love?

Do not love me,

For the idea of me

For that is not me

Only what you see off me

What you create for me,

what you want me to be,

But that ain't me, you see...

So would you look further,

Much past your perception of me

See beneath the illusions you create of me

'Coz, 'coz maybe I'm more than that

Or much lesser for that matter

But I am just me, I have only me to offer

Are you willing to love me, all of me

'Coz I love me, And I owe it to me to just be me..

You know what's scary

To eventually find wasn't me you love

Only an illusion of me

But that had never been me

For I'm not an object nor an Illusion

Not an idea nor a formation

So I stand tall to withhold my disposition

I hold strong to affirm my constitution

I'll just be me, the best of me I can be

But the best of me, may not still fit your idea of me.. I'm sorry, but I hope you get me.