You helped me up, you pushed me down. You turned you're back, then swung around. You entangled you're self inside my fragile heart, then flung tears on my face, as if some kind of art. All though you toss me around, like some kind of toy, I cannot let go of you, you stupid boy. You brighten me, and bring me to life. You also darken me, an bring forth trouble and strife.
March 2, 2011