Lovely Illusion

Im not here to tell you about love and trust

But love can take life with just one knife thrust

Ask my friend Romeo who was taken to soon

Who loved his dear Juliet like a wolf does the moon

Love is dangerous and we play to much

And love is just waiting to knock down our krutch

It will leave you heartbroken and down on your knees

And hurt you like stingers from large honey bees

Everyone says "Oh she's just not the one."

Well I'm here to tell you that no one is son.

Love can be mistaken as a perfect illision

That can leave you breathless without a conclusion

I sit here and think, "What is love's deal."

When really I know that love is not real.