My heart

It is a big spot

With lots of space

It has a lot of stuff all over the place

Me as a child

All young and mild

Now i am grown

And feel more alone

My heart has some sad

Alot of mad and bad

But there is always a good side right

Well yes it is quite small

Some think it’s not there at all

In comparison to me

Half of a half is the good

And the rest is the leftover

My heart is strong

Because of my past

I hope it will last

My mind is weak

And quite bleek

I wish it could feel

Like my heart.