My Timid Heart

Your vision's warped Is what they said I said that cannot be For the perfect size a girl should be? A tiny little three The pressure's built A house of guilt Down in my timid heart Release that guilt they said; So I left my pain in Art Come to me Is what he said Let me be your host Of better days and happiness, Or you'll surely be a ghost For hours I worked Alone with him In and out of class Until one day Art turned rough And shattered me like glass I cried and moaned Please stop, my dear I'm dying from the pain He said to me Just hush, my dear Your cries are all in vain We lay in silence Taking in The busy world around Then suddenly he spoke; And what a scary sound! My dear you mustn't care About your days or me or you For all I see within your eyes Is a nasty shade of blue You're icy cold, a horrid witch Whose pain she thrusts on all My dear I cannot handle you You're much too frail and small With that I wept Oh how I wept! For my love for Art was strong How could I be so careless? And treat my love so wrong I begged and pleaded Oh how I pleaded! Please Art, stay here and I swear I'll change for you my dearest Art I promise that I'll care! But Art said no, it could not be His love for me had faded At that point I began to feel As though my heart was gated For many years I've kept myself Apart from many men My timid heart has turned to stone; My love locked in a pen Now as I sit and spin this tale My message should be clear: Don't give yourself to anyone Unless you love yourself, my dear