Is it okay that I feel nothing? 

Are you just saying that, or are you bluffing? 

I’m looking fear in his face and yet I don’t care 

I have everything, yet nothing to spare.  

I’m not a sociopath, I swear.  

In the garden, a rose and a lily grew, 

Side by side, their beauty shone so true. 

Yet the rose longed for the lily's sweet scent, 

Forbidden love, a feeling so intense.