It's a fact, my heart is a muscle
but why does it feel like it has a life of its own
it's like looking into a puddle
and seeing a reflection you do not know
It's funny how it controls me
especially seeing as I love to be in charge
we often tend to disagree
on issues no matter how small or large
I know my heart can take it all
it's been tested enough times
no matter how many times I fall
it still hasn't crossed the line
I'm sorry I don't listen to you
I really think I do know best
you hold me tightly like glue
but I will not be possessed
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