Tell Me Why
How could someone so sweet, so lovable,
so kind and gentle, so beautiful, snap?
The anger, the evil, the psychotic rage.
I do not know you, I am not here, I am not there.
Why risk your life, our love, our future,
for such a pitiful accusation?
Live and learn, live and love, live and forgive.
Is there such a thing as perfection?