Sometimes it's hard for me to see the difference between love and hate

Because people that say they love me give me more hate than anything these days

But they claim it's the so called "tough love" in their veins

But I wonder when the real love will make it's way

She kissed him
With question marks?
While he kissed her
With "quotations"
And together they became
a run on sentence...

I'm so lucky
To have a nerd like him
As my unforgiving
Father

I'm so lucky
To have a doll like her
Laying in my
Lap

I'm so lucky
To have an idiot like me
Living in my
Head

I'm so lucky
To have a world like this
To hold me
Up

Will nothing
Be the same
With uncontented
Clouds and
A cat on my lap
Breaking down
The same old way