when will enough ever be enough?

When will enough ever be enough?

questions of love or hate shouldnt make you blush.

But they often did. As a young kid...

I was care free but look what you've done to me.

This was foretold, but i love to flirt with danger.

I hoped to tame her, but now I'm filled with anger.

She like happiness is hard to find, forsooth!

I had proof, i knew her in youth.

But now she's juvinile and living foul.

I used to smile, but now I scowl.

The mention of her name draws suspicion.

The union fought for her and won in Richmond.

Back as a teenager, the hate was equatable,

if you asked if love knew me, it remains debatable.

Was the sunshine all in my mind?

why did she have to use well-rehearsed lines?

Did that play ever come around?

if so when did it come to town?

and when will it go away?

Im just a timid soul out in the fray.

perhaps Love is just in love herself,

and just cant stand to see me with someone else.

In that case this affair is just a waste.

Because my heart was stolen and given to hate.

But this was fated, i should die broken,.

Welcome to the fold! Oh, are you still hoping?

Should you say goodbye or continue to try?

It leaves me misty-eyed, but all lovers cry.