Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Sincerity or Sarcasm

Drifting around like a leaf in the wind,
My tender heart I wish you’d tend.

Tossed about like a ship at sea,
All I need is to be set free.

Captured by so called love,
Just not as pure as the snow white dove.

Is it love or is it lust,
Is it safe to gain your trust?

Questioning if it’s sincere,
When every day I drown in fear.