Why am i desperately searching,
for things uncertain,
have i not been convinced enough,
that the word is unkind,
what am i searching for,
that which i cannot find,
or maby i'm searching in the wrong direction ?
guide me through this labyrinth,
that confounds my feeble mind,
i'd rather be a puppet,
with no control about my life,
cos its easier that way isnt it ?
every choice is a mistake,
waiting to be made,
by those oblivious,
every chance is bluff,
--- let toss a coin
and bet our heart again,
love is gamble anyway,
no one truthful ever win,
love is cheap,
love is cheat....