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