Our love is a maze
of dead ends and bad cliches
Most friends stay away from grey areas
but we choose to scare ourselves,
we close our eyes
but we don't prepare ourselves
we live in lies
hold onto ties
go slow or let go –
we dare ourselves.
Don't cry
Yell at me and tell me why
as love either passes us by or possesses us try
to find out what distresses us
Because I am undecided
Will we forgive or live divided?