How does one decide
When a debt of life has been repaid?
How can one determine
When it's finally an equal trade?
I know that I exist
Because he held on tight to me
So how can I now say
That I feel like I've made up the fee?
I don't want to give up
But I feel like I have done my best
He helped to save my life
I must be equal to this test

her body
dares the sun
to outshine
her radiance

don't tell me
i'm not strong
while i'm carrying you
my bags are heavy enough
without the weight
of more melancholy

she says she's unlovable
but i know it's not true
because when she says she loves me
i can't help but to say i love her too

should he fail to hold the door for you
or to offer you his arm
should he ever undermine your work
or threaten you with harm
should he ever watch another girl
with eyes he gave to you
should he ever lie, betray your trust
or tell you what to do
should he ever mock what you create
or how you seek to live
should he dare destroy your self-esteem
or take and never give
should he ever call you awful things
or push, or hit, or shove
you should know that i'd do none of this
not to you, not you, my love

she reminds me of all the things i wish i'd done
when i was younger and had fewer concerns
fewer worries
fewer demands on my time
but i've been this age since i was born

the struggle between what i should do
and what makes me happy
occurs every day
every hour
and without fail i choose the right thing
the sensible thing
the mature thing
perhaps because it lets me dream again
the next time
about choosing the other path