How can i be happy when i'm not?
how can i make merry, when there's nothing there?
maybe i should come to terms,
and make known my feelings
but where would we go from there? sigh, emotional baggage
she loves me, she loves me not
she loves me, she loves me not...most likely not...
sigh,
the tears of my heart
the pains of my body,
nerve wracking, heart rending,
and oh so painful
dinner, was a sordid affair
and my shoulder aches, think i pulled it too much
In the depths of despair
Men cling to HATE