Maria!

Ave Maria.
Ave the red wine.
You don’t know me.
I love you.
I know you try.
But why?
I’m not yours.
I’m not worth it.
It’s sad you’ll find out.
That I’m not worth it.
Wish I was what you wanted.
But I’m too sad.
It’s a role I play.
So Ave Maria.
Ave Maria.

By Valerie Dounias.