string of Heart calling

you can beat me
you can call me names
you can tell me u never gave a care'
but i know
u did
the memories are wat made me

me today
you can never take my memories
i wear my heart on my sleeve
but its attached wit strong string

Held together with a strong string

a string woven of pain guilt and insecurites

but coated wit the words ,prayers and companionship

of those most dear

broken u ask?

of course , ican reply

mistakes they made

mistakes i made

create the cracks and emphasixe

the lil missing pieces.

A girl's heart is like a ocean

but most guys treat it

like a toilet.

mi corazon

mon coeur

my heart
torn it into pieces
but it always finds a seamster
to fix it together
because inside

hope , belief , pain , and friendship
the love it once had
the hope of love again
the belief that God wont leave her alone
the pain and agony of rejection
and the friendship of wonderful people

hold my few whole pieces

of my heart together
only the strongest can break it
the weak minded have no effect