There are two of us talking in circles

and one of us who wants to leave

in a world created for only us

an empty cage that has no key,

don't you know we're working with flesh and blood

carving out jealousy.

Crawling into each other it's smothering

every little part of me.





What kind of love is this that keeps me hanging on

despite everything it's doing to me,

what is this love that keeps me coming back for more

when it will only end in misery.



I know too many people unhappy

in a life from which they'd love to flee,

watching others get every offered

they're wanton for discovery.

Oh my brother my sister my mother

you're losing your identity,

can't you see that it's you in the window

shining with intensity.



What kind of love s this that keeps me hanging on

despite everything it's doing to me.

What is this love that keeps me coming back for more

when it will only end in misery...