Heart in My Pocket

Sometimes I wish,

I could just wear my heart on my sleeve.

I keep mine hidden inside,

I guess you could say,

I carry my heart in my pocket.

Maybe if I wore my heart on my sleeve,

I could get through the pain quicker.

Maybe the pain would be easier to overcome,

And easier to deal with.

But I carry my heart in my pocket,

Where the pain is locked up.

Where it is left to grow,

And it takes forever to leave.

Maybe if I wore my heart on my sleeve,

People would see how easily I am hurt.

They would see that I do have feelings,

That I can be broken easily.

Maybe if I wore my heart on my sleeve,

People would know how badly they hurt me.

People would know that I was crushed,

And that they caused it by what they said and did.

Maybe if I wore my heart on my sleeve,

The tears would flow quicker.

The depression and pain would go away,

It would be able to escape.

I am easily broken,

I am easily crushed.

People can hurt me,

Without even knowing it.

I carry my feelings,

All bottled up inside.

I never show how hurt I am,

And the reason being that I carry my

Heart in my pocket.

~*Dream Wish Peace*~