She.......

She represented my oppression, obsession with hearts lessons
Victory is my life, my soul, my essence
History is my mark, my times, perfection
And I am satisfied, just being in her presence
Know not where I'm headed, long as it's her direction
If it's a sin to love then I'm turning down blessings
I don't usually fear, but I seem to fear rejection
So I'm waiting on my own till she makes the right selection
Yeah my heart's alone, and it's feeling dethroned
But my hearts all I have, and it's all I've ever known
She made me who I am, yet I am feeling unknown
Maybe I'm full of guilt and I'm trying to atone
Or maybe i've outgrown, love that I call my own
If that be the case then I'll rememeber what she's shown
.......................to me........................