My Heart
Selfish is my thoughts not wanting to worry about
anyone else at anytime
Selfless is my heart not wanting anyone to fall by
Waste side
So I go out my way to brighten the day of my family
and friends
Just hoping they will never go to some of the places
I've been
You ever been on top of the world and woke up in
a mental facility
If so I've been you so rather than cry over how things
got this way
I will spend my time fighting to be better than I once was
everyday
In everyway see even when I gave up and thought I
Wouldn't make it
My heart is something PTSD or Schizophrenia couldn't
take a way
Copyright © Kenneth Crookshank | Year Posted 2016
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