i cannot really make up my mind. when i tell you to go i want you to stay. when your sad im sad. when your here im happy when your not im mad. too many emotions leep me from the face of my own path. a good romp maybe all i have to with stand at this point. no changing back and forth and no more bleeding hearts. dismissal and delusions is about all i see. the cards were placed on the table. and i left you with an empty hand. you just cannot win, this much is true. the changes colors and tides of my mind and emotions leave it up to me to decide whats best, but each way i go my heart begins to protest. this much i know is true.