Born with my heart in my hands I tried to give away. It returned something different as it was changed n it simpmy doesn't feel the same way. Split in two it has its emotion on how shit broke down. N it no longer trusts me as it lives without a sound. I fucked me up makin decisions I thought were correct. Then again I shoulda fuckin left. I dragged my frustrated passion til I seen it's core starin back at me. N it wanted no part of my raw uncut reality.