My silver heart, what can it be?
Everything pure and divinity?
Not quite, actually far from
As it twists around my restless thumb.
It stands for the heart I aim to have
One of unconditional, powerful love
Not that with broken shards.
One that beats for life
No imploding under pressure.
It stands for the metal I have had
Coating my heart so I can stumble through.
It gently lies around my neck
Protecting me from a malicious wreck.
Words, they have pummeled me,
"Gay...Fag...Queer" ----- Please get out of here!
My silver heart please help
Give me the strength and help me shed a tear.
Tears of self-hate and loathing
But tears that pull me through.
Please silver heart, I'm begging you.
Please help me pull through.