Never came through a door without a window of hope...
Two sides to a story, what's told is never wrote
Food for thought, No recipe to what’s inside my head
Everyone eating off the words, clueless to what was said...
Afraid to approach my past, though not the man I was...
Life changed my did, now Living as an “I Do” does
Married to a thought, divorce feelings but they won't leave
What starts leads to the end, whether we accept or believe…