Endless Feelings of My Heart

A small blood pumping machine and a huge pitcher of emotions and sorrows, nobody bothers and want it to borrow , my heart is a beautiful magical door, A treasure of feelings but everyone ignores. My C.P.U identifies every hurting thing, process them and control goes to my heart I think, then tears roll down from my eyes, but my heart says try try and don't cry. So these are endless feelings of my innocent machine, this is really a world of squalors and teens, keep your feelings in this magical door , so that they can't be stolen and ignored.