I DIDN’T WANT THIS TO OCCUR TO ME
BUT HERE I’M WRITING A POEM ABOUT MY CONFESSION
THIS SECRET HAVES BEEN A LITTLE TOO CUMBERSOME
THAT SOMETIMESIT FEELS LIKE A DEPRESSION

EXACTLY HOW THIS HAPPENED, I’M NOT SHURE
FOR SOME STRANGE REASON I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU
YOU CAME ONE DAY & I DISCOVERED MY CURE
SOMETIMES I’LL WONDER IF I’M WASTING MY TIME LOVING YOU, IF YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE A CLUE?


DAY & NIGHT YOUR VOICE HAUNTS MY BODY
ENGULFING ME LIKE A SECOND SKIN
A WHISPER IN MY EAR ADVICES ME TO BE NAUGHTY
SO HOW COULD I PREVENT MYSELF FROM COMMITING A SIN?

I FEEL LIKE AN INSANE RECLUSE OF LIFE.
SO ABSORBED AND ENAMORED BY YOUR QUIRKY ATTITUDE
FOR YOU I, WOULD JOIN YOU IN A LIFE OF CRIME
JUST TO PROVE THE WEIGHT OF MY LOVE AND MAGNITUDE


The stars are a witness of my clandestine
Perhaps if you study them, the truth would be revealed