I want a heart,
Unbroken by the world,
A heart capable of crying,
Of feeling emotions.
I have been pretending,
Fooling myself,
Into believing that I have emotions.
I do not care
If I'll never grow up,
As long as I still have my empathy,
I'll be complete.
I'll be complete…
An empty husk
I've been for so long,
I forgot what true love feels like.
Just a jester to the public,
A pawn in life's game,
A powerless, hollowed husk,
Unchanged, yet still moving.
Just like a tree
Rooted into the ground,
Yet its leaves still move along
To the wind named time.
A tree that is rotting
And has been rotting
For the longest time,
Slower than a snail.
Hoping and waiting,
Daily and nightly,
That its end will come
Sooner than ever.
Praying and believing
That someone will come,
Someone with a heart
To share their emotions.
Not just their actions.
Not just their thoughts.
But their true, heartfelt emotions.
So that it might also
Feel along with them,
Empathize with them,
Care for them.
But I know that's too selfish,
Too much to ask,
Too much effort out of somebody else.
That's why my wish is to be a diamond.
To have an impact
On someone's life
Is something so precious
And yet so fragile,
Just like a diamond.
And yet diamonds are common,
More common than you'd think,
And often get overlooked
In today's society
For just their beauty.
But not all diamonds are beautiful.
All of them were ugly,
Covered in mud,
Until someone saw their potential.
But I have none…
I can just observe
As everyone else
Is shining but me,
With futures ahead.
As I remain still,
Unchanged at the core
By the wind named time,
With no direction or hope,
While everybody else
Is moving right past,
Changing and molding
Into who they desire,
Leaving me alone
To rot and die,
A soul with no future,
No talent, no value.
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 3:00 AM UTC
I want a heart,
Unbroken by the world,
A heart capable of crying,
Of feeling emotions.
I have been pretending,
Fooling myself,
Into believing that I have emotions.
I do not care
If I'll never grow up,
As long as I still have my empathy,
I'll be complete.
I'll be complete…
An empty husk
I've been for so long,
I forgot what true love feels like.
Just a jester to the public,
A pawn in life's game,
A powerless, hollowed husk,
Unchanged, yet still moving.
Just like a tree
Rooted into the ground,
Yet its leaves still move along
To the wind named time.
A tree that is rotting
And has been rotting
For the longest time,
Slower than a snail.
Hoping and waiting,
Daily and nightly,
That its end will come
Sooner than ever.
Praying and believing
That someone will come,
Someone with a heart
To share their emotions.
Not just their actions.
Not just their thoughts.
But their true, heartfelt emotions.
So that it might also
Feel along with them,
Empathize with them,
Care for them.
But I know that's too selfish,
Too much to ask,
Too much effort out of somebody else.
That's why my wish is to be a diamond.
To have an impact
On someone's life
Is something so precious
And yet so fragile,
Just like a diamond.
And yet diamonds are common,
More common than you'd think,
And often get overlooked
In today's society
For just their beauty.
But not all diamonds are beautiful.
All of them were ugly,
Covered in mud,
Until someone saw their potential.
But I have none…
I can just observe
As everyone else
Is shining but me,
With futures ahead.
As I remain still,
Unchanged at the core
By the wind named time,
With no direction or hope,
While everybody else
Is moving right past,
Changing and molding
Into who they desire,
Leaving me alone
To rot and die,
A soul with no future,
No talent, no value.