As I pick up this pen
I reflect on my life...

One with love is lucky
as one with wealth is...

Life isn't a fair game to play
You always get your way...

I hate you and love you in the same
It comes and goes with everyday...

When you say I love you
What crosses your mind...

I hate feeling like I'm incomplete
it's a shallowness that runs down deep...

When you think of dignity
What comes to mind...

I know that right now
We're just being friends...