Why are you so fickle?
You change your affections by the hour.
One day leads to another,
but not when it comes to your heart.
Why can't you pick a lane and stay in it?
Sometimes you love with fervor.
Sometimes you despise the same things.
Your inconsistency clangs like a broken bell.
Counting on you is like being in hell.
After espousing a cause,
your opinion changes like the wind.
Nobody counts on your belief,
because, in a trice, it is binned.
Why can't you pick a lane and stay in it?
Why are you so will o' the wisp
when it comes to stability?
Why do you change your horse,
in the middle of the stream?
Oh, fickle one, you break some hearts.
You hold yourself aloof, because
you never know how you'll feel,
tomorrow and the day after that.
Why can't you pick a lane and stay in it?
Chameleons never have true friends,
because nobody knows where they stand.
There's no way to trust, no stable ground...
There's no there, where you are.
Why can't you pick a lane and stay in it?
Your feelings cannot be trusted.
Pick a lane and stay in it!
©Ellen Pepper 2026
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