Looking deep inside of me......................
I see this heart of mine , wearing away piece by piece
so strong it once was, able to resist the worst of things
but that is gone with yesterday, leaving behind in its place something weak
I'm not superwoman, the powers of the supernatural i lack
or have you yet to realize that?
This heart of mine cries, overwhelmed with pain
with each beat it gets worse, pushing me toward insane
This heart of mine, it is not made of steel
there is only so much i can take before i become ill
I touch my heart.... I feel it breaking down
Oblivious to my efforts to keep it from hitting the ground
Taken for granted, but for what may i ask?
when it's given its all and received nothing back
How long can i keep up this facade, maintain my charade?
while the health of my heart continues to decline day by day
so how long, dare i inquire...
til this heart of mine til this heart of mine will expire?