Tides

Tides

Why oh why, does my mind play tricks on me?

Moving back and forth… like the tide of the sea.

While everyone else says it’s simply just not to meant to be.

I don’t care I say!

Age is number counted only by the fools and the tools!

And who needs these silly rules?

When neither of us can keep our true feelings at bay!?

And back again, the tides of love do sweep!

What if I am wrong? And my feelings she will not share?

Will she be kind and gentle? Or leave my heart in a snare?

And when I have no tears left to weep, I fall into the blackness described to me as sleep.

Why oh why, does my mind play tricks on me?

Moving back and forth… like the tide of the sea.

While everyone else says it’s simply just not to meant to be.