Foolish

How quickly I let myself become excited!
Foolish Me!
But then again, when I’m maybe not-so-excited,
I’m in control,
But foolish I,
I’m not happy!
And how do I let Me become so easily excited?
And how do I so easily gain control over Another?
Those “hows” have the same answer, see.
But who’s to blame, can I be it, can it be me?
No it can’t, of course it can’t!
Oh, but it can, oh foolish me, oh foolish I.
Because I’m hungry (this is for sure),
Hungry for more, hungry for more.
And that is That answer, ¿do You see?
(But that is also The way),
For I don’t know how to love what I can have,
And I can’t have what I know how to love;
I only know how to eat.

Oh, foolish, foolish,
Foolish is (My) way to be.