you might think i play around and not stand by what i speak
and that's okay, i'm not mad
i'm sometimes hard to understand
written on pieces of my heart
your name
you carry them with you
i'll never be the same
and you don't even know
complex is the word best used for me
and i'm sorry that it's difficult to see
but that's my heart there on my sleeve
bleeding
written on pieces of my heart
your name
you carry them with you
i'll never be the same
and you don't even know
i'm yours, your mine
yesterday, through the end of time
though i cut the strings
and let you go
you oughta know
written on pieces of my heart
your name
you carry them with you
i'll never be the same
and you don't even know
written on pieces of my heart
your name
bleeds.
Published by Jaded
I am a stay-at-home mom and part-time transcriptionist. I am passionate and complex, and use writing as a way to let my inner self speak. View profile
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