As the means 2 mend my heartache
teardrops flow freely from my eyes,
WHY do fools fall in love,
and get taken by surprise,
WHY do we give in so easily
2 Cupid's deceitful games,
calling out 2 supposed 2 be's,
while crying out in vain,
WHY do we say I love you without even knowing the reason,
confusing love with lust,
unable 2 separate reality from dreaming,
and WHY is there a head and tail
on the front and back of the American coin,
if I knew the answers 2 these questions
I wouldn't have written this poem
