Not Angry
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(Because I really love you, darling) What is love at the end of the way? A burning flame that can change the path of your life? Or nothing but a glorified kind of emotion? Sometimes words can mislead us, specifically those said by persons we really love. Then, the only thing left for us to do is choosing what to believe.
I am not angry at you, how could I?
Knowing there are people like you out there,
Gives me a million reasons to smile brightly.
Maybe I am just angry at myself, for no reason.
I do love you, and I really mean it with my soul.
But I do wonder if I am what you truly want?
What if you only want a fake idea of me?
I don't know why do you say you want me.
What if you only wanna find some laughingstock?
I see your eyes, but I don't know how many lies are behind them.
I am not angry at you, but what if you are angry at me?
I cannot help but wonder about the nature of your feelings.
Born with a silver spoon in your mouth, why do you love me?
Why do you want to kiss at night long my mortal body?
Can't you see it, babe? I want to break free from my hurt.
I could never lie to you because my heart is an open book.
Just wanna be yours, if you wanna open your heart to me.
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