I won't allow myself to be tortured by the things around
Knowing fully well that life only offer us just a chance.
I've made so many mistakes in the past
And i don't know if I'm still about to make the same mistake again
I'm about to make a choice that could put my life at stake.
I've been in situations where i had to fight for people i care about
But who care less about the true feelings i was offering
On a platter of commitment and trust
Cos all they want is the fun and lust.
I get a slap on the face each time i try to make a change,
Cos all they want is the money and game.
Life can be so cruel that we have to fall victim of love,
Of things we never planned for,
Hereby making us look like a fool to those who never deserve one.
My love is not to be sold nor played with,
My love is to be refined like gold and live with.
My love is to be cherished like the birth of a new born baby
And not to be trashed like the paper lying low on the street.
With the last drop of my blood,
I will still choose to love even if it all goes wrong,
Cos in love i was conceived, brought forth and raised,
In love i was saved and In love i have chosen to die.
Written By: Peter Excel