I know for sure
That I can love,
but,
Can I be loved?
That's my dilema,
the question for which
I don't have an answer.
Love,
is such a drama,
it must always chock
in some way
or another.
Love it's a collision
between two hearts
that as a simple result:
break or resist.
I'm afraid of colliding
and break my heart,
I'm afraid of the drama,
and all the rest
of this confusing bananorama!
But, I'm starting to think,
that like cars,
hearts are made to resist the chock,
not to bend or to break,
so, I should take a walk on the wild side,
chill out,
do whatever I want,
never giving a shit
to whatever people may think.
Yeah, maybe I'll do that...