Talk about Love

by Julian Escamilla
(Duncanville, Texas)

I hear many people talk about love
I don't need it because I know what it does
It makes one weak and all fuzzy inside
Then I hear of people that wannna die
I hear it's like a capture that holds you there
We try to break away but we don't know where
We look to prayer and get on our knees
And then we're begging, please, please, please
We're willing to sacrifice, our soul for this
Because of that feeling, which we can't resist
But what I've learned throughout the years
That falling in love, is my biggest fear.