Proud, Defeated, Missing, Completed.

Now I feel proud,

I feel free, and defeated,

Trapped in a shroud of pain, warm and heated,

Left for dead in a chamber of gladness,

Protected and loved in a prison of sadness.

The fragile heart cannot make up its mind,

True love,

Why are you so hard to find,

Am I in despair,

Or have I been done justice?

Are you an oppressor, or a love that I must miss?

Now I feel lost,

I feel home, and unwanted,

Wrapped in a blanket, of sorrow and bloodshed,

Kissed and caressed in a bed made of lies,

Welcomed, in a stronghold that's haunted with cries.

 The fragile heart cannot make up its mind,

True love,

Why are you so hard to find,

Am I in despair,

Or have I been done justice?

Are you an oppressor, or a love that I must miss?

Now I feel missing,

Confused and rebellious,

I long for an answer,

Why am I so curious?

We once made love in the night and vowed love,

So why can I not choose whether it was enough?

The fragile heart cannot make up its mind,

True love,

Why are you so hard to find,

Am I in despair,

Or have I been done justice?

Are you an oppressor, or a love that I must miss?