So true a fool is love to question, my jealous thoughts of where you are and what you are doing,
So true a fool am I to take away your world of love by making you doubt me and I doubt you,
With bitterness and hatred ... of that I put on you, I can not say this too often it's eating away the flesh of my mind and soul, So true a fool am I to turn our love into jealousy,
Each side is like a wall of mountainous seas that is upon me ... drowning me ... with it's reasoning ... Doubt be doubtful, Doubt be true, then I throw doubt upon you,
This jealousness is putting my mind in a distracts place, That all I can see is a mirage of what could have been or could be, If my vision was not impaled with jealousy, My eyes fill up with anger ready to poor down as tears, As a servant of that saying ... So true a fool is love when it becomes jealousy, so true a fool am I if I cannot see.
