(To My Daughter)

This crazy love,
have brought me nothing,
but pain.

This crazy love,
is like a thread and needle
trying to be plain.

But this feeling,
keeps turning,
and I'm just holding my head,
trying to comfort my soul.

This crazy love.
is making me dizzy,
This crazy love,
is making me sad,
I'm trying hard not,
to feel this way.

I ask my father who is in heaven,
to keep me in salvation.
Because I'm running out of ,
exhortation!

Love is suppose to be supreme,
Love is suppose to be fortifying.

but this love,
is making me dizzy.
For I can't get through,
to you what true love really is..

oh!
This love,
is making me crazy,
this is a crazy form of love.
because of the its weak stature, and full of
drab hypocrisy and mistakes.

This love is making me crazy,
over,
and over,
and over,
again.
but all I ask,
is to be free!
free from the heartache,
and free from the pains you have given me.

why be blind,
to that fact.

Please don't make me crazy!
Please don't make me crazy,
that you love me in this way.
For I will be praying for you.


This crazy love,
shouldn't be a riddle,
for me trying to find out the puzzle.

This is a crazy love,
and it shouldn't be.
For I'm praying for you too!