Why musth their be love in this world of hate
Why must we be cursed with this trait
For love usually ends in one way
And that is heartbreak always

Why do us humans care
Even if our heart it tare
Why must we live with a content fear
in hat will always end in tears

People say true loves true
But sometimes it just makes us blue
We choke back the tears yet to fall
Even though we want to bawl