Iron Heart
Once pure and bright
Love was the red flowing through me
Fragile thing it was
And you came along
I fell and never got up
You stepped on me
I became iron
I welled a cage around my fragile bird
Keeping you out at the expense of my freedom
I learned to avoid and to ignore
To blend in and to be one with all
Arrows from cupids bouncing off, and every time the wall would get stronger, thicker
Try to break it, I dare, I want you too
But under that wall is an ill bird
Broken and ugly
Only the thing that made it sick can fix this damaged creature
Feed it, water it, and care about it
Teach to fly and be free!
Stop the pain
Let it be free for ever
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