A thousand thoughts should be collected into one thousand and then should be selected down to one.
Tomorrow is the hardest day for me, and this fight will continue every day.
I have enough for one and I have enough for everyone, love I just may not call it.
A thousand tears have run on my cheek, thousands of pain plug the hole my heart.
I have two choices, but can only take one, I have two wishes but can only meet one.
I could be enough for one and I could be enough for all, honest. I just do not call upon fairness, I expect it.
A thousand emotions must be removed and a passed, a thousand words should be limited to very few.
Nothing is easier than the hardest and nothing is harder than the easiest.
I’m probably the one for all but will be all for to many and end up losing it all.
Thousands explanations can not be understood, thousand excuses I own but it is just not enough.
My love is not acceptable, it will now simply be eliminated.
I can not change what I am, I remain who I am or I’m not me.