Questioning Love


Would you question me in the morning? 
If I stayed out late last night
Why should I give you answers?
When you’re too blind, to see what’s right

But at times, you seem so soft and gentle, so pure to say the least
And yet little did I know that you, were using me!

I noticed that you changed
You’re now a stranger in the dark
You seem to judge me, for my actions
Always looking from a far

We seem to hide behind illusion, a vision we call love 
Why ask so many questions, be truthful, to who you are

There’s no point in waiting, the time to change is now 
Love yourself before another, to work it out

Now before the rot sets in
Take a look at circumstance
Stop thinking loves the answer
Just give yourself a second chance