“Love”, as seen on Reality Shows

I am addicted to your chaos
(I’ll admit it)
The constant roller coaster of
Construction and destruction
It’s the instability that helps
This twisted love to function;
And when I (finally) find the gumption,
To maybe choose another route,
You return to being the being
That good dreams are made about (sigh)
I doubt that you are good for me
This constant push and pull
But the pressure turns to pleasure
And I return playing the fool...
I am addicted to your chaos
(I’ll admit it)
I am a fiend it seems
To your home brew of wrong
But until I learn to heal
And until you learn to feel
Guess I’ll be weak
Until I decide to be strong