Confronts

2010

Some people may say I’m a bit cold,
The truth is I’m just hiding my sorrow.
My secret sadness,
Which the world knows not about.
The sadness just between two walls,
Either to loose it all,
Or to risk it all.
Enough is to be sad…
The one my being desires the most
Is entirely the one that doubts the most.
Admirable happiness
The one I doubt the most
Is the one that adores me at least.
Sorrow confronts my sadness
If you see me cold
Is just ‘cause I’m being held on between those two.