Is my love really love,
My hate really hate,
My fear really fear,
And my guilt really guilt?

When forever isn’t long enough,
When friendships are broken,
When lies become life,
Who will answer my questions?

Is my love really love,
My hate really hate,
My fear really fear,
And my guilt really guilt?

With unintended pain,
With forced smiles and laughs,
And with ungrantable wishes,
How long can I last?

Is my love really love,
My hate really hate,
My fear really fear,
And my guilt really guilt?

Or is my love really lust,
My hate really jealousy,
My fear really shame,
And my guilt really hollow?