All that admiration Suddenly lacking self-control Not really sure If you want to be her Or just want a tiny piece of her brain But remember She will always reflect The hidden traits In which you already possess

Like seasons change Drastic Yet familiar So do I Lead my emotions To flow and evolve Have peeks of color Chills like a winter storm A love blooming When roots are sprung

Today my mind is clear No longer on a vipping point Wondering If what we are Can be Or not My immature self Still wanting us Wants us fighting Making up Making love Being my own third part The good Devil on my shoulder There's no wonder We won't be ...