Forbidden Love
By: JoAnna Martin


Is it true that you believed in all your lies?
Is it true that you thought you had me hypnotized?
Some call it "whipped" but I call it love.
All those nights that I dreamed of the world up above,
I stared into your hazy blue eyes full of pain,
your face full of intentions of leaving me in the rain.
You always tried to tell me how I should feel.
Could it mean that your love for me was not real?
I thought our love was an eternal flame that would always burn
but I fell in love too quickly, I guess I’ll never learn.
It happens quite often, you weren’t the first,
and you won’t be the last.  I think I’ve been cursed
with this horrible trait to trust all who I meet.
It’ll catch up on me later when I suffer defeat.
I always seem to lose in this love-game.
Nothing ever changes-it’ll always be the same.
I’ll always believe the false-love kept hidden
until I finally wizen up and make my love forbidden.


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