Scared and scarred..
My grown up, all adult, 22 years and 8 months old HEART!!
You are no kid
You started work when I didn’t even exist
You never skip a beat
That’s why I am not yet, dead meat
You keep my blood running
Through the thick and thin, admist the cold breeze and hot sun burning
You take a straight blow, of my anxiety, my high and my lows
How many times you have endured the pain?
How many times I have driven you insane?
In the road of life came all those bumps
You lead me through them as you pumped!
You are a good pal and just so you know
I admire every fill you jug out as you go!
You think you are tiny timid and old
But you are also strong and oh so bold !
You might be confused, dis oriented and fast
But I am glad we will be together till my breath lasts!