Christel Alsos
What You’ve Gotta Do
Please don’t go
I begged you
As you left me
By the front door
Just one day
For every 100
We spend so far
Apart
But you gotta do
What you gotta do
And now there’s nothing
Left for me to do
But wait
This armour now
Not thinking
Concealing
What I feel
Weak as I am
In this nothing
High as we were is
As high as I will fall
You gotta do
What you gotta do
And now there’s nothing
Left for me to do
But wait