Emotions yet to be understood,
Oh what may be the one at bay,
Between love and hate his life stood,
But hate must be expressed as grey,
Every move believed to blend,
Sunk in the depth of the ocean blue,
Everyday a solid begins to bend,
Making words that need to be true,
What more of a lass can he ask for,
Struck from the first moment to be,
Of emotions locked behind a door,
But still the truth she cannot see.
written by:
L.T.Wolf
