Errand Boy

I am an errand boy 

And you are the owner of the organization, the love.

Many a time,

I write letters,

But my echelon tramples 

To proffer them,

Truncating my dreams 

Of unfolding my heart to you.

Yes,

I am an errand boy 

And you are my lady owner,

There is no match between 

You and me,

There is no match between 

You and me.

Yes,

I have to lacerate my feelings,

I have to lacerate my feelings.