Bleeding Heart
Is this a strength
Or is it a weakness?
Is it a blessing
Or even a curse?
My heart, it bleeds,
It runs tears of red
For emotions inside
There’s never a thirst.
Sensitivity level high,
Always, it’s peaking
As eyes well up full
My heart’s on my sleeve
If I feel human touch
Or even sense suffering
My tears they run rampant
You have to believe
So, is this a strength
Or is it a weakness?
I know it helps me so well
To be the best I can be.
For others may find
Or see then my feelings,
So with me they will get
Always that which they see.
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