Its a black whole inside
doesnt seem to care
hides how it feels
never willing to express itself no matter what
sick of games and mistreatment
wants nothing but has grief
turns colder than Antarctica within seconds
hard to melt down even if you use flames
tired of everything and everyone
cant be fixed with a band-aid
its just a wounded heart
has been taken advantage of
never had the chance to love
always got the end of the straw
broken in so many ways
never get the attention it deserves
feels the pain but never has the words
wants to reach the goal but always seems to fail
wonders if life has a purpose
discovers life's true meaning is what you make
of yourself
a wounded heart nah I deserve better !
