X - 1998 - Scribbles during Class

A love never to be,
A heart never to see.
A heart destined to love,
But his worth cannot be proved.
A wish to be granted,
A dream to be shattered.
Love blinds all eyes,
So she cannot tell how a true knight shines.
For the beauty of the lady has a heart of coldness
And only the love of another can melt this coolness.
The dream of a lover has definite hardness
But to be turned down causes sadness

A love never to be,
A heart never to see.
A wish to be granted,
A dream to be shattered.
Betrayed or be betrayed,
Not knowing which is arrayed,
Can only cause you fear,
And fill your eyes with tears.