Sometimes, I question it.
The pain the sarrow.
If it's real or a figment of my imagination.
If it's what I need or what I want.
If this is it, or if there's more!
Mainly, I question if this is really life, or a dream.

I wonder why I walked down this path instead of a better one, a healthier and happier one!

Why all of a sudden, everyone thinks I'm so perfect and I have so many expectations on what I should and shouldn't do.

I'm not easily to love, nor am I difficult. I'm just a mysterious and heartbreaking lover.

And when I'm not loving someone, I'm thinking of ways to love the next, better!

All I wanna figure out is how I get stronger without getting weaker.

I question my love for you. And I wonder what it's like if it was real.