At times I wonder what lies beneath, are there bitter scars or a love that's sweet, will it succeed in triumph or settle for defeat, is it strength in numbers or fall for anything weak, need I repeat, I wonder what the future holds, within myself the stories told, only I can manifest what to repent, acknowledge my flaws, learn not to resent, so in my defense, I will not waiver, nor will I regret the love that I gave her, for only I can determine where my heart flies, and hope that what lies beneath is not my demise
let it not fall to descize,