Many people have a theory about Love
What it is, to become, or to feel
many go through life based on there theory
looking to love as the key to everything
number one and yet others see it as life
dreams to exceed though it
Love is a rose with many thorns
pricking me with every move I make
leaving behind multiple scars and pain
the rose being as one big scar
and the pain as small ones enclosed in it own scar
When I look back out the love I had
what do I to show from it
a scar on my lip and my heart bashed in
I worried about others and yet seen nothing coming
Love does not solve the problems of life
but yet helps you drag to the bottom even further
it makes whats complete into incomplete hope
and as always I wake up hoping die
and living my life as if was a lie
Why go any further when you having nothing
but failure at life
