My heart Is different
From what you think it actually is.
If you dare to look or peek you'll be disappointed,
Cause its fill with sin and evil, but it still holds love and care.
It's still filled with sympathy and compassion, but still there's hate and fear also
So if knowing what's in my heart will you still look to see what else is in there
I want you to see my heart and hold it, but I fear that'll you break it in two.
I'm afraid that if you break, or shatter it, it'll never be mend together.
My heart is more delicate than you thought, since its like glass
Then should I reveal my heart to you and to share?
If I do give it to you to hold, then take care,
for if you break it, I may die from grief.
Is it then a good thing
to give my heart
to you?
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
My heart Is different
From what you think it actually is.
If you dare to look or peek you'll be disappointed,
Cause its fill with sin and evil, but it still holds love and care.
It's still filled with sympathy and compassion, but still there's hate and fear also
So if knowing what's in my heart will you still look to see what else is in there
I want you to see my heart and hold it, but I fear that'll you break it in two.
I'm afraid that if you break, or shatter it, it'll never be mend together.
My heart is more delicate than you thought, since its like glass
Then should I reveal my heart to you and to share?
If I do give it to you to hold, then take care,
for if you break it, I may die from grief.
Is it then a good thing
to give my heart
to you?
I tried to make it into a heart-shape hope you enjoy!
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