Love

There’s a world that smells of cologne and gasoline
It’s filled with man-whores and drama queens
Whether you are hesitant or extroverted
This world can either be beautiful or perverted
It’s one big game that’s almost impossible to win
It can be found in flowers or a bottle of gin
It could be set in stone or fragile as glass
At one point you’ll most likely fall on your ass
Do your best to get back up
It will take a lot of time, a lot of luck
It can be worse than hell or it can be a gift from above
Welcome to the world that is Love