And it seems I've completely lost it.
I'm cursed by my imagination
And the things it seems
I don't want to control.
And because of that
Not only am I screwed in the end
But left with the feeling
That I've been beaten down
One to many times.
Or that I just can't seem to see
What's always been infront of me.
I'm trying so hard
To not over-analize this situation,
But the truth is
That's all I ever do.
I've, in a sense, learned
From all my many downfalls.
In a world that's actually fair,
There would be no situation.
Just the presence of two people
Who share a common factor.
But thing's change,
They always do.
It's my secret obssesion,
My longing seduction.
The lust of two,
The wrongs of one,
The sin of many.
We make the choices,
And then we choose.
I've made my choice,
And that's where I'll stay.
Between the border
Of right and wrong
Or sin and glory.
Now all I need
Is your final choosing.
Are you willing to forget,
To take that risky chance?