Attempting to shadow my bad intentions,
It becomes difficult to show the good side some attention.
The reason for my manic depression,
You have become my guilty obsession.
I smile when I envision you,
But it soon turns to a frown because I know I shouldn't love you.
A taste of the forbidden fruit,
I yearn for a bite,
My thoughts are awfully wrong,
But yet, it feels so right.
Is this good or bad?
Should I be happy or sad?
I am not sure how to feel,
How do I know what's real?
You have made my emotions run through this maze,
My heart battling with my mind over the mess its made.
Maybe one day, everything will seem much more clear.
Until then, my thoughts will remain joyful with fear.
