YIN YANG: LOVE HATE
Our love is intertwined with highs and lows.
One moment we’re on top of the world, doing the things we want.
Another moment we’re down, I can’t tell if we crashed or alighted,
But we seem to be quiet like we mourn the good days.
Our love is intertwined with good and evil.
It’s good when we feel things about each other,
When we can’t be okay without each other.
It’s evil when we’re sane,
when we realise the truth about being together.
Our love is hot and cold.
It’s been so steamy it’s difficult to keep anything in.
Yet it’s so cold it blocks affection.
Like it’s so good to be unable to hide anything.
But isn’t not feeling the blood rushing a bad thing?
Are you good or evil?
Everyone seems to refer to you as good and innocent,
But what we do seem evil.
Now I wonder if I’m good or evil.
If you’re supposed to lead me on then I’m good,
But if I know exactly what I’m doing…
We’re held by strong and weak twines
Are you henpecked or weak?
Am I strong-willed or manipulative?
But also,
Are you caring or dominant?
Am I afraid or submissive?
All these questions because everyone says it’s one thing,
But it feels like it’s the other.
Gosh, are my thoughts the liar or you?
They keep saying, “He’s going to kill you”
Are you at fault or am I?
Maybe you should take responsibility or maybe I should.
But then maybe you’re me.
maybe I am you.
Maybe we’re one.
Maybe I am two.
