Broken heart from birth
Lips are blue
Gasping for air
Breaking the bones
Building the chambers
Trying to repair
All is not lost
Fighting to live
In constant despair
But time moves on
And it never waits
Time moves on
While the health deteriorates
Inside my chest
I already carried three hearts
I hope this one
Lasts longer than the last
I have fought against death
Some how made it back
The endless pain
So many scars
You may think I'm broken
But I am far from that