Contradições.

Telling me to go, but hands beg me to stay.

Your lips say that you love, your eyes say that you hate.

You promised me the sky, then tossed me like a stone.

You wrap me in your arms, and chill me to the bone.

Would you tell me if you ever truly loved me?

The only thing that's worse than one is none.

I'm in the midle of a picture..