isn't it ironic?

we ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones who love us... well no fucking more, we should take a stand and not betray our future or our well being, my heart has had enough, it will love and live freely, it will not stumble, yes it is forever inexperienced, but it will be 'joyeuse' (as Charlemagne's sword), it will triumph... or perish trying