What is love?
What is sorrow?
Don't let them pass your lips
So brave and strong, yet still so young
Can't quite see what's amiss.
Take what you need
And walk away
To claim your promised ending
But truly, what was there to take?
Nothing worth defending.
What is love?
What is sorrow?
Don't let them pass your lips
Though old and spent, I've no regrets
At least, dear child, know this:
Words like love
Words like sorrow
They really don't exist
Remember who I am, girl, so
Don't let them pass your lips.
19/10/10