Bruised But Not Broken

We tend to act on how we feel

Sometimes a feeling can’t be expressed

Through words or actions

There is a then

There is a now

Do you ever get tired of something happening?

Over and over again

Is the problem me?

Or did I grow up and the world hasn’t?

Maybe I learned my self worth

And wont tolerate what I don’t deserve

If I acted on how I felt right now

Something would turn black and blue

But I know that would be wrong to do

Even though I have to accept

My hearts bruised

You’re not worth the heartache

And because of that

My heart cannot be broken