What am I suppose to do?
Well in fact I do not have a clue.
Even if my ways are new,
I can’t utter a word or two,
When I’m with you.
What am I suppose to say?
Even if I’m with you all day,
With all my efforts I will lay,
But fate wants to play,
And he doesn’t want me to stay.
What am I suppose to write?
I could stay up every night,
Expressing my feelings with all my might,
And sacrifice everything in a fight,
Just to be by your side.
What am I suppose to think?
‘Cuz its you in my mind every time I blink.
Please save me, I’m about to sink,
So our hearts would be in link,
And I would write it with ink.