My heart;
It once was big and bright
Stolen
Now it's black and dark inside
And now I don't know if I have one
Long ago I was a happy free
Well at least I thought
Until that fatal day
The storms came in and I lost my heart
I was niaeve
stupid
and in love
or was I?
The storms go by
I am all alone
cleaning up the mess I made
while I am still trying to get up
my legs they're sinking
I grab somthing
nothing works
I start sliding in
As my hands are hanging off the edge
no one is there to help me...
I stay in this position for months
Suddenly
I thought
I can help myself!
Who cares if no one comes?
I pulled as hard as I could out
And for the first time
I stood up.
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