Guilty

We only have one heart, Thus, there should be only one man; To love, cherish, and be loyal to. But what is this burden I have inside me? I like someone, but I love somebody. I love to talk about someone, But I always want to hear about somebody. To whom does my heart belong? I felt like a cheater without the label on. Someone is hard to conquer, While somebody's out there waiting for my attention. But why is it hard to commit? I became the woman I never wanted to be. I could easily choose somebody, But I doubt somebody is not fully committed to me. Now, I look like a fool, Having the dilemma that was never real after all. I understand why I still have no man. Indecisive as hell, even if I own no one.