I never quite
understood anything about love.
Why people always say they feel,
they flew like a dove.
Doves are just birds,
so I just can't see why.
That they would just think,
that they can fly.
Love is a thing,
that my mind just can't paint.
Only because I see,
that love only bring things like joy or pain.
I see people cry,
because of this emtion.
How this "love" causes a scar,
as deep as the ocean.
But maybe I'm saying this,
because I'm afraid of love itself.
Because when I fall,
I don't want help.
Because I know,
If I take that fall,
Noone might help me,
Noone at all.
Love is a scary thought,
but I suppose it's alright.
It can make you feel bad,
or maybe nice.
..but I'm just in my youth,
I don't need to know about things like this.
I'll just grow up,
and experience first kiss.
So pardon me,
if you please,
because i'm not into things like that.
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