I’ve traveled the same road
as far as I can remember.
The same twist and turns, as
my world collides.
Feeling the sun burning my pale skin,
the wind as it whistles in my ear
a sweet harmony as my feet
drag me along the broken road.
Feeling the heat and hearing
the sweet harmony I stand here
where the two roads meet of love and hate.
I stand here thinking about what I need..
I need love and I can’t live without hate
so I choose the road in-between.
As I walk this barren world I challenge
fate as I walk the road of both love and hate