Oh, sweet little heart,
Why must you cry
Why shake and quiver
As though you'll die
You once beat strong,
So full of hope
You never once thought
One day you'd mope
So full of feelings
Of hurt and anger
Sometimes pondering
If they'll put you in danger
There is no where left
For you to go
No place of laughter,
But this you know
But do not cry any longer,
And of these feelings, don't fear
Look to the future and see,
The end of pain is near
So put down the knife and sword,
Put away those words of hate
For help, I promise, is on the way,
And not a second too late
The worst has come and gone,
This is now a time to heal
Let them put their arms around,
So love and hope you'll feel
Scarred and bruised you'll forever be,
With stitches up the side
But scars and bruises are much better, my heart,
Than if you would have died