I tried to be your white knight,
The answer to your dreams,
You spoiled our love, with control,
Destroyed my self-esteem.
I might have turned towards anger,
With an aura crimson red,
Left the charcoal clouds of suicide,
Filter through my head.
I could have left my mind turn yellow,
And simply run away.
But I�ve never been a coward,
So I made the choice to stay.
I could have become moody,
Shedding salty tears for you.
But I refused to let depression,
Turn my positive outlook blue
I might have stayed noncommittal,
With many shades of grey,
As your muddy brown floodwaters,
Chased my happiness away.
I could have turned to shades of green,
Hell bound by jealousy.
But the emerald eyes of envy,
Never did appeal to me.
I walk alone along my chosen path,
A smile golden as the sun,
If our love was never meant to be,
You weren�t my chosen one.
Brian Bressler � 2003