Cold

I’ve grown so cold to this So Lifeless,so tired.  ‘This shits gettin‘ old It’s senseless so expired Of the ways things are Guess I was born different We alI have different Desires Thought maybe something was wrong Maybe that something was me So I tried to open up To look inside to see what I could see What the world thinks it knows left it all out let it be exposed realized the problem was never me At least at the time except to repair what’s broken Didnt see the problem Til I realized it was me but when I looked In the mirror I saw 2 versions of me. 1 is who I saw the other what the world see me to be I’m split All the was taken  part of me to rewire The things I thought and things I believed things Left  exposed all these scars But it wasn’t me it was the Lived a life Of love and passion I was something to admire Just before I retired this expired Fire inside and saw through the fire 🔥 Your Jar  Of Hearts