Listen,
just try to hear the beat
Of a heart so tired from breaking
Butchered and beaten
stabbed and walked on
So many times have I fell
yet this broken heart craves more
It may take the beating
but it does not see the tears
But being hurt
is better than being alone it cries
In moments of depression
even to myself my heart lies
It no longer is able to see it
but I would like something true
Before I hand it over
tell me why I should give it to you