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My Heart

I never expected to grow old
my riches lay at home
didn�t care for rivers of gold
though my heart still weighs heavy
for just one special lady
not sure if it�s normal
to care about things I can�t help
I do know my heart has been empty
and has been full
so full I swore I�d burst
as if all the pain and joy hits me
all at once

and I say
if being mad is the new trend
hating my brothers and sisters
watching us all fall apart
if this is the next big thing
then count me out

spent 9 years being worked hard
some days I have to remind myself
I�m no longer someone�s dog
wasting most my days playing songs
if I didn�t I would over think
about those that hunger
about those in need
I don�t understand turning away
then looking down �

and I say
if being kind is the old way
love turned into some kind of tool
never connecting, only on our phones
if this is the next big thing
then count me out

I miss all my gone friends
regardless of how it ended �
some I pissed off
some drifted away
some found the bottle
and drank themselves to death
for others it was just their time
but it isn�t mine
so I guess I just ache, with no hate
because I want to see more victories
and less tragedies