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!