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