Mad, am I?
Stubborn, am I?
Lost in the world of fantasy, was I?
Expecting a different reality, didn’t I?
A reality full of dream, have I?
Dreaming of the impossible, why did I?
A heart full of desire, had I?

Is my mind betraying me?
Is my consciousness fighting me?
Why can't I control my thoughts?
Why is your image wrapped over my eyes?
How am I supposed to see anything else than you?
Why is your memory imprinted deep inside me?

My rationality is being compromised
And my emotions are emerging more than ever
My fears and my sensitivity are about to be discovered
My imagination is flying over
Both parts of my brain are fighting each other
My body doesn’t act like it was sober
But my love for you is still stronger than ever

How did you do to win me over?
Was it my heart that became weaker?
Or is it you that were way stronger?
How can I make my heart recover?
When my only choice is loving you way over
Can you tell me when it will be over?
Because the only word that I can hear is “forever”

When would all these pains end?
Should Love be defined as pain?
Isn’t Love a word for happiness?
Maybe only, if you could look at me
As you do, when you look at him
But what hurts is not really love
It’s what we call false hope
A host for fantasy

Fantasy, would it be?
Or let’s just say a distortion of reality
A slight diffraction of what I really see
But why not accept the actuality
Maybe because it might result in my heart’s fatality
In the end, it will only be an absurdity
And I will still have to live on fighting to get my dignity …