You, me, I you

Who do I choose

Two guys

One girl

Theee people

Makes a triangle

The girl on the point

The guys

On the bottom point

All fighting

For each others love

Little do they know

That I am a wheel

Just pushing them along

Not wanting to fall in love

With the two

But I do

A triangle

One of the strongest shapes

Makes love a lot stronger

But also makes the lovers

Into a trio

You, me, I, you

I still can’t choose

Both have their qualities

But yet

I know

Deep down

In my chest

That I won’t be picked

Its just a triangle love

Where the love goes from point

To point

To person to person