[Verse]

I reside in a realm in which free will is presented

To every mortal who seeks the acquisition of their heart’s contentment

Therein lies the exquisite vision that free will exhibits

In our ambitions, reality is only but a byproduct of our intentions

That means however much autonomy I reserve over the pliable existence I live in

Is directly equivalent to the jurisdiction I fail to commision over someone еlse’s condition

In other words, I possess not a jurisdiction upon anothеr human being’s sentience

I’m in no position for a provision of imposition on the foreign disposition

By my own admission, fruition bears indifference to insistence

For intuition can not petition love to imprison itself into a spittin’ resemblance

Of the smitten feelin’s you have for another’s composition

That decision must driven by their own volition

And you should covet not for it to be any different

For love of genuine can not be a legitimate descendant of indecision

Love of authentic is when both contingents are on par with their counterpart’s intenseness

A relationship not reciprocated is a just heart being manipulated

And inevitable failure awaits it

Should the scales tilt, the high will be uplifted to the sky

And above the clouds that now cast a shroud

Of obliviousness to the lows that the lows will undergo

So much so that you’ll never know that

Upon their shoulders, they bolster the burden of a boulder

And still have will to soldier their torment with composure

Just ‘cause of the magnitude of their love for you, could never lower

To the depths of mediocre

That yours is for them is in comparison

Now ask yourself “is that fair to them?”

It’s not enough to say you “care for them”

Do you cherish them

Enough to desire, on your own, to always be there for them

In my eyes, love is the most sacred fundamental of life

And functions not as an addendum to my existence but the premise for my drive

So at the present moment, I can’t place disrespect up on it

By pursuin’ stints of fun when fulfillment is what truly I wanted

For my affection, I can only be exclusive about my selection

Because other people’s impression are in question to vary at any second

And I hold no sway in the direction

Even if the manners I expressed it were to the best of my objective

I pose no exception to your fickle of connections

When unwavering remains my perception in its profession

At some point, I have to prioritize my own protection

And it would be unjust of me to encumber someone with the extent of commitment I possess

One’s entirety must desire me and only then can we derive success

‘Cause my love’s eternal, baby

It burn like inferno’s, baby

From my view, there’s not a soul with a more attractive external, baby