To me love,
Is an enigma.
Ive never seen it work.
A tooth and nail battle,
Between who's to blame.
Its always outside its cage,
Wreaking havoc,
Causing pain.
To others love,
Is a rising sun,
So beautiful in the sky,
But if you're early,
You must wait,
And if you're late,
You must wait to try,
A whole other day.
The concept of love as seen through the eyes of a young girl with a life of questionable quality