• Why do I sit up at night thinking of you,
    And why do I know that you like the color blue,
    Is it because you love me endlessly,
    Or is it because you are too blind to see,
    Do you know that I exist,
    That I am so very pissed,
    I thought that I had let you go,
    But it seems you run deeper than I know,
    In my heart and in my soul,
    You are a center pole,
    I hate you because I was hurt so bad,
    And everytime I see you it makes me sad,
    I always wonder what could have been,
    If I had been given a chance to just begin,
    A relation ship with you that time,
    Would I be in a state of bliss,
    Or my old lifestyle miss,
    I cannot tell which I do more,
    I know that I love and hate you for sure.