A scarred heart
sometimes we are allowed to be indecisive.
Not every day is a good day,
not every day is a friday.
Every time one needs to sob,
tears gushing down their orbs.
For what they feel, they react,
people seems to think it is a staged act.
Countless hearts might be crying in pain,
but no, all these feelings are gone in vain.
Facing this feeling does not scare them,
unless it is someone very close to them.
A sting to the heart is not a foreign feeling,
Oh! How they wish they could be healing.
For all one cares, this is a game,
that they are playing to get the fame.
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This poem is for people who is getting mad at for making their decision from the bottom of their hearts. From someone who is been there, getting chastised by our loved ones can scar a person\'s heart very deep. This poem is to remind people to spread love instead of hate.