The oppisite sex

Confusion seperates us
we long for a partner
no-one gets along

lack of understanding bringing us down
stupidity, or was that me?

it becomes unjust
us not knowing where to turn
or who to go to

it becomes a game of control and poccession
never-ending swirl of confusion

Trust secures the relationship
its all we have
when that falls, we hav nothing left

understanding is the key to succession
its the only way

we were ment to be together
but we are so apart, in many ways
we try aviod contact

and end up wishing we had never tried,
becoming husband and wife