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Jan 2015
The girl with the big heart.

Yeah, that’s me.

I am who I choose to let you see.

I have a “*******” shell, but soft *** inside.

I must protect my big heart, that always manages to dramatically decrease in size.

At times, I wonder if people see my heart on my sleeve.

I doubt it all the time, ‘cause I try my hardest to hide it from thee.

I would let you borrow it, but it’s too big. You might break it.

In other words, I’m bad at trusting people, because I overthink their intentions.

Open my heart ? Naw, my mind is open though.

You can crash in my brain, but you’ll never get to my heart, yo.

On my mind is what you’ll always be, you can’t lie on my heart.

I am a sweet girl, but I must remain guarded.

It’s boys out here that think they have my heart, but I never put it on sale.

Sorry that you thought it was on the market.

I’m a difficult girl, with an oversized heart.

Will you fight to win it, or struggle trying to be a part ?
Channa Weird
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Channa Weird  Chicago, IL
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