Foolish little heart
I’ve yet to grow apart
Ideologies as a kid
I’ve yet to have rid
More like just put a lid
On the emotions that just scare me…
Oh be weary!
This heart will have you torn up into pieces
Feelings will leak out and drip along the creases
Feelings faint, but can easily take over
Make you question if you’re sober
Meanwhile no one suspects, status: Covert
Tip toe around the feelings you just can’t let out
But your brain is correct without a shadow of a doubt
Take a moment and reflect
Inhale with intellect
Take a step into the future
The feeling’s incorrect
Stay in check
Good Morning!
– Your Neighborhood Motherless Child
A Cup of Tea with a Motherless Child 