QUESTIONS? Even at tough times? You can’t question? Is this love? Or emotion? How am I suppose to know we still together? Or can I call it promotion?

While I’m falling, can’t even nod your head down? Is this a new way of... or its boredom? It’s true I told you to wait ,but is this the pay-way now? Love and hate, really now?

You bring me back to life? Is it all in the name of love? Now you watching me in stitches? Who said I need their fixes?

At my home? Was I frightened? Excited? Can we go back to our throne?

Like a rat in the highway? Did we get lost on the hey-wai’? All I can here is “where can I stop?” Wanna lose thinks that make life worth?

I gat a world inside my head? So I call therapist, can it be fixed? Is our in dead? Or can you quick fix?

Are we still at the bottom of Everest? Are we here forever? Or we fell to fast? And time getting past?

Have I been roaming these streets? Trying to rethink? Can I stay so fit? While just watching you hike?

Is there any of this kind of love? Are gods almost at a froze? Or am I just afraid to lose you Love? Or do we need to explore? Can I build an empire with all these questions?