• Working on hot summer days,
    Just exploring a horrible maze,
    Stumbling across Hard rocks,
    Watching movies which gave me shocks.

    If my passionate love was real,
    Then i may as well just heal,
    As my heart thumps with blood,
    I loose a feeling called Love.

    If my fear was real,
    then why not must I spare Ian Beale?
    My fear confuses me in different ways,
    but sometimes, it depends on the days.....