~~ Corner of my heart ~~

My mind is pregnant of all I’m not
My heart reminds me of what I forgot
I try to change my point of view
I try to change all over

And we all have disappointments
And we all got things to learn
And we're picking up the pieces
And we're picking up the memoirs

I think it's going to be alright
I think it's going to be ok
I can see the skies are slowly changing
I see light behind the rain

I really need to talk to you
I keep stepping on the vein
That keeps my lifeline flowing through
But I don’t feel perfect at all
Sad and insecure flaw

I find it hard to hold conversation
I get sweaty sick and I want to walk away
Its not you its strictly me in this situation
I’m wondering will it ever go away…

But sometimes I feel like weeping
Awake and when I’m sleeping
Perfecting how to put a game face on

This puzzle I’ve been keeping
Has been in hiding creeping out the closet door
Spilling out onto the floor

How long will I be picking up pieces?
How long will I be picking up my heart?

I’ll be as honest as I feel
I’m getting more paranoid and I’m hearing things
And they never turn out real
It feels like my heart is made of pure steel
It’s just so heavy all the time

No, I’m not scared of death
But I’m scared of living
I gave up on the past cause it’s unforgiving
I misplaced my trust

And for a moment I was lost
And in a moment I was found again
And we all need second chances
Coz we all will make mistakes

And I can make it better this time around
And nothings going to stop me or break me down
I know I’m getting closer I'm almost there
I know I'm picking up the pieces

I watched my word begin to rust
Now, I need a place for reliving
Coz….I am still walking on……all alone…