Tainted.
Beaten.
Bruised.
Leaking.
I am what I never wanted to be.

Unfulfilled.
Thirsty.
Deceived.
Filthy.
The words that explain me.

Lies.
Lust.
Cries.
Trust.
These are the mothers and fathers of "love".

Murder.
Hatred.
Forgetful.
Faded.
This is what the worlds full of.

Peace.
Kindness.
Joy.
Happiness.
This is what the world should be.

Caring.
Patient.
Fun.
True Love.
Thats all i want.

I could love.

I choose to be cold because she made me this way. I choose to be wrong because thats all ive ever felt. I choose to be naive because i am. I choose to be a push over because youve pushed me off the edge. I decided to give up because we all know shes all that matters. I decided to fight back tears because I'm a man. Or so i thought. I could love. But i choose not.