Love?
What is this so called "love"?
Is it something in your head?
this word "love",
should be left unsaid.
What is the true meaning,
and when does your priorities start?
whats the true meaning,
of listening to your heart?
Could "love" tuck you in at night,
when you just cant sleep?
Does "love" hear the sounds,
when you soul weeps?
Is "love" something we all made up?
Making us all lose our minds,
before we erupt.
Why is it "love" we believe?
Even though we know its stress we conceive.
Could you really love so much,
you start to hate?
All the lies,
"love" tricks you to create.
Does love really exist?
And would you really want it,
even if it makes you sick?
