Her Cold HeartYou can take her -for whoevershe can prove she is.Undress her; a tiny doll -layer by layer-But when that last garmenthas been peeled away; Suddenlyshe'll become just another toyOne that makes you smileand reminds you of jeweled sundials.You'll start pushing buttons left and rightSpinning hercrazyOut of controlMaking her dream of northand of taking that last trainon outtahere.And one day, you're gonna grin at her worldand it isn't going to grin back.Mean will stare youdead in the faceTeach you all aboutpainand suffering.And you'll be left-beggingat a picturein a frame.And if it had a voice -it was the sound of sweet betrayalmaking you feelas if you don't know what you've become.All your thoughts will scatterlike marbles; Tearsat the drop of a hatPeople will eventually stop asking youwhy you feel your life will never be the sameand you won't knowwhich way to turn &
I Thought It Was ForeverYou lied to me,Telling me it'd be alrightBetterFineOkayPerfectAcceptable eventually.All those words,And not the three I looked for all this time.I've learned that love isn't always right.Passion isn't always true.People love just for the hell of it not meaning to actually do it.I've also learned,That when you say goodbye,I can't trust that you'll be back.I thought it was forever,But that's just another promise broken.
The Silence of SilverA girl with brown curls and a shy little smileDecided to set her heart free for awhile.She let her heart open and still all was well,But soon it was trampled and then down it fell."Oh, why did I ever let my heart free?"So she locked it away and swallowed the key.A few days went by and she felt all was fine.Her heart made her think so, and so it would whine:"This time I promise I will not get hurt.Nothing can throw me down in the dirt."So the girl, so naive, let her heart go,And, once again, was hurt by Cupid's arrow."No, no more. Not ever. Not now."She cried, and she screamed, and she made this her vow.Only, once more, she heard a faint sigh:"This one is different. I'll show you why."Reluctant and weary, she let her heart out,Only to have it be thrown all about.This time she refused to hear out her heart.It only took minutes, and she fell apart.Out of ideas and out of new ways,The girl could not think how this one would play.So tired, and troubled, and torn she ha