Dilemma in a troubled mind.
Oh woe is me, this depressing brooding.
My mind wanders, good and bad, to and fro,
and she’s the same, our plans are colluding.
Our thoughts are going where they shouldn’t go.
The one at home whose love for me is strong,
waiting for my return with open arms.
The road that I’m considering is wrong.
I’m tempted by our friend’s immoral charms.
Should I call round like we earlier planned,
while her man is out working through the night?
How did it all start? I don’t understand.
Do I choose what is wrong, or what is right?
What is this strong evil disguised as joy
my life and future it tries to destroy?