hmmm

i'm sick of being hurted
i'm tired of being squized

my thought always come when morning spread it arms
it's better love a man or woman
better than have no feelings at all

do i lose the sense of love?
do i choose the way alone?
do i give up with all i've been done?

roses are red, and violets are blue
i go so far with this way
but still didn't find the clue