I want to scream, I want to cry.
I want to smile, I want to die.
When does the confusion and suffering end?
That is, when you fall in love with a friend?
I miss the times of joy spent together
that now are a memory and spoiled forever.
Tainted by guilt and uncomfortable feelings,
imprisoned by drives that make up all of life's beings.
I want to reach out to you and share my affection,
but that would require mortal infection.
You sit with her, and I sit with him,
both of us thinking of what may have been.
Never in my life could I have invisioned,
having my mind make a decision.
A commitment that was left out of my hands,
that succumbs to the mind's wildest demands.
Obessessing and endless these feelings of mine,
nothing reduces them, nothing is fine.
I live life each day a shadow of persona,
longing to rid my mind of the drama.
I am stuck in a place I dont want to be,
consumed by the torment existing in me.