Patch Me Up

I was hospitalized for a broken heart.
I felt a constant pain in my chest,
And woke up with tears in my eyes.
Pain was all I held,
Because I was numb to the rest,
Of my emotions
That I knew were real.
But no one else seemed
To comprehend
This hurt that I would feel.

So I showed up in the ER
Not knowing what to say.
When the nurse asked politely
What my symptoms were,
I simply said I need some help with a heartache.

They gave me a room,
Backless robe and all.
And fed me a diet
Of peace and faith
To recover from my fall.

When that didn't work
The doctor promised
Forgiveness would do the trick.
But then he re-examined and found
The strength I had compromised
Was my true illness.

So instead he started me on doses of Self-Confidence,
A little Patience for a man that's genuine,
And a bit of Self-Worth.
A couple of Non-Tolerance pills
And most importantly,
The power of being Feminine