I don't know how one becomes complicated, but we do.
Our lives intermingle with others who like to make things difficult.
We allow ourselves to be walked over and used and abused and
I don't know why we put up with it anymore.
Our hearts are such a sacred thing, a blessing and a curse all in one.
And when even the strongest of souls can be wounded in the battle of life,
You know you must always strive to be stronger.
Because hearts do not heal themselves on their own.
Aug 6, 2013
Aug 6, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
I don't know how one becomes complicated, but we do.
Our lives intermingle with others who like to make things difficult.
We allow ourselves to be walked over and used and abused and
I don't know why we put up with it anymore.
Our hearts are such a sacred thing, a blessing and a curse all in one.
And when even the strongest of souls can be wounded in the battle of life,
You know you must always strive to be stronger.
Because hearts do not heal themselves on their own.
So disappointed with people and life and humanity in general right now.
