As the feelings wash over me,
And the paint and the pains subside.
This is where I often wonder,
How I got myself into this, and why.
If you never wanted this to begin with,
Why was I confused and refused?
And if this wasn't anything to begin with,
Why was I the one who was used?
I will never understand this,
Never in a million years.
And I will never forget about it,
As my reminders are often tears.
And they say this is what it feels like,
To find yourself in love.
And if all of this is included,
I'll take none of the above.
(The Daughter And The Shallow End)