Spoiler
I wrote this about a friend of mine who's having trouble with her boyfriend.
You gave up those innocent days
To walk with him on life's road.
I guess you didn't know before
How hard it would turn out to be,
For innocence turned into jealousy,
Jealousy turned into pathetic little rules,
And pathetic little rules turned into prison.
You look at me through these bars
With scars on the place where love used to be.
You sleep under sheets of regret
And hide your face in tear-drowned pillows.
And all the while you seem to have forgotten
That you're the one holding the key
All you have to do is turn it around...
