I’m in pain and love again, a walking contradiction,

Does it burden me that often, or is it lifting me completely,

Am I cursed to like it still? Am I forced to do it always?

It’s a game, have I forgot? I shall play it anyways.

But is it safe or just pure luck? In this world I am The Gambler.

Whether life plays fair or not, I am cheating anyways.

Never fret, and never fear, since it’s what we’re meant to do.

Is this passion really right, or is it Crime and Punishment?

Am I lifted? Am I light? By myself I cannot be.

Let it run, and like the wind, it will take you on its wings,

Cut its wings and like a myth, Icarus shall be your name.