My Confused Heart
My heart is here,
but is also lost.
I sit and wait,
to find the cost,
for this stress and pain,
that my heart is in.
But any hopeful gain,
comes to a tradgic end.
Everyday I wait in hope,
for my peace to come,
but all I can do is sit and mope.
My live is uneven,
and heavy as could be.
I find myself crying,
and lost out to sea.
Everyday's a new day,
and another tear is drawn.
So now I must say,
My heart is truely gone...
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