Am I good, am I bad,Am I fickle, am I sad,Cryptic, no, but hard to understand,I'll do what makes me happy,Even If it makes me sad,Grim, skeletal figures,Are drifting through my mind,Baleful eyes, foul intent,On holy wings they glide,You may call it clever,You may call it pride,But never did I expect,For you to take my side, So LIVE your life!Live it all out,Whether with me,Or without,I'll never be a burden,Of that there is no doubt,Just live you life,Live as you do,And in all days you shout,'Cause pleasures are far and few my dear,Of that there is no doubt,So onwards, upwards, off you go,Now never have a fear,Because a steeled love is here,That dove, not taken flight,The clouds are brazen,The land weeps on,In tears of pain and joy,You cannot fathom what it means,For every moment not destroyed,A melody is playing,Though all the songs mean naught,And I fear I must depart,Now all our fights are fought,But just remember, if one thing,The good times more than bad,For that is what I'll know my dear,'Cause all else makes me sad. Comments appreciated