• Oh, what am I to do, to say, to feel and act,
    When someone calls me saying such things at that?
    One should stand in my shoes for a few days and see how it feels,
    friends? Foes? Something more? I don't know how to answer those anymore.


    Suddenly I feel thrust into a world of oddity, thinking what should be done isn't,
    Feeling what I shouldn't be feeling and saying what I shouldn't but I don anyways.
    Loving can't always express things you wish to speak or do,
    Trust one who knows that love isn't always there for you, it's not always there at all.


    Such is the life of one in love, cursed, possibly, but never fully blessed,
    Starving for that love and starving for such peace, longing but never getting it.
    Challenge yourself, no, challenge others but never through love, change first,
    Change for yourself never for others, always be yourself, love yourself and them.


    Trust love might be, but can't always be.