I loose my head sometimes I listen to my heart. And many times the beat has been off and it has it been ripped apart. Too many times I fear, for another start. This old heart.
This feeling old is gray in color Imprisoning me, Holding me back from another. I deserve to be free of this! I deserve to forget! To take a chance Place another bet. But I can't find my rabbits foot or My four leaf clover. Today my hormonal head is in charge But this I assure you this is not over!