Too often, I have been inclined,
To set everything right.
Rectify wrongs, even if not mine,
But thanks to some prophecy divine,
I screw up the means and the time.
But is it not okay to fail?
With these people so frail.
Misplaced egos outweighing the scale.
For everything, ever ready to shift blame,
Always a sad story- so stale.
But we die a little with every goodbye,
And I like staying fully alive.
You needn’t apologize, 'cause never will I,
Just do not ask for an eye for an eye.
'Cause I do not know if you guys qualify,
But my love is absolute- forever-like.
Mightier than those gods above the sky.
You know that, right?
That settles the case for tonight.
