It’s already midnight.* Go to sleep, dear.
   You have a brand new day ahead of you.
He’s already in his bed,
   dreaming of someone else.
Why are you still wide awake,
   quietly proclaiming your love for him?
The only person who can hear your confession
   is you, the lovestruck insomniac.

Even when my hair turns grey
When I have to wear dentures
Because my teeth no longer want to stay
Even when I need a cane
Because my legs shake when I stand
When the officers confiscate my license
Because I can't stay in one lane
I will love you even when my eye sight fades away
When my ears hangs lower then my face
I will love you forever and a day
Long after my back gives out
Even when deafness forces a hearing aid
When my hands shake uncontrollably
Never would my love go away
I would love you even when my kidneys give
When my brittle bones leave me bed ridden
My love would last when the days of prune juice becomes my friend
Even when clinching my hands Becomes to much to stand  
Old age would only intensify it
Even though my memory fights me
When I think of you it looses its battle today
I will love one thousands years
And tomorrow I will love you one thousand years more
Forever

Society tells us to be pretty is to be thin,

but why does it feel like we're wearing no skin?

Society tells us to be smart we have to have a heart,

but why are we slowly falling apart?

Society tells us to live is to feel,

but how come we feel like we're starting to peel?

Society tells us that life should be good,

then why do we feel so misunderstood?