YoU

I am blind in one eye I can`t see out of the other
I ain't talkin about the guys either.
I want to hear pitter patter.
But it's the simple things in life that matter,
Juz wana be ur little sister

I cry myself to sleep every night
I cut myself to bleed every fight

I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.

For when I come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember I fought and I bled,
Is payment enough, and with that I'll trust,
That I matter to you as you matter to me.'