I look at my life, wonder about the
choices I've made.
Nobody lets these situations fade.
Why are you trying to choose my fate.
It's my life, my choices to make.
You neglect me when I do wrong.
What can I do, to show you
I know the right from wrong?
Love on the other hand.
Knowing you can't have your man.
Even though I have him all I had
I'm starting to fall.
My glass shaped heart,
broken in two.
I'm cold and confused.
My wrong always feels right.
But I'm only human,
with a one track mind.