We dance by ourselves
Alone in the dark
The fire didn’t catch
When we gave it a spark
The kindling I brought
Was all filled with rot
It was damp and disgusting
But all that I’d got
No flame can ignite
Wood that wants not to burn
And hearts can’t unite
When there’s more they must learn
We decide for ourselves
What we’re worthy of
We get what we bring
So make sure that it’s love
A Life in Poems 