I love...
I love
I love
I love my friends
I am wrong for this
Am I?
I love my friends, they are my friends.
And they tell me I am wrong.
I cannot help it. And I fail. But it goes against my nature
to make my heart hard
against those who need me
And yet I should be strong
I should not be weak
I should not care
I am the only one who matters...
but if that is true...
then what if I go like that...
and there comes a day
when I am all alone.
what shall I do then?