Heart On a Plate

i share a piece of mind thoughts in my head a piece of my heart right there on her plate don't play with your food it is not meant for a toy she pokes it with a fork adds sauce made of soya she didnt care even though salt makes it hurt these are my feelings catchup stain on my shirt and when dinner was over she asked for dessert i told her i'm sorry this i just can't afford i gave her enough, enough for just a taste she is hungry for more, my cooking is the best now its over my heart is hidden away in a fridge i put a lock on the door so witches can't reach she wants to be smart thinks she is a player what i feel for her now is more like whatever it has been a long time i won't hold the grudge its about music for me not my place to judge now this is important for me its like a prayer i try to live my life while being honest fair i reach out to you don't bite a hand that feeds karma exists you and me have to plant the seeds it's in your interest to grow flowers and trees when the time comes check your garden for weeds if all you do in consume its not going to bloom Mr or Miss player: You'll be alone in your room