If it's fate I want to know
If it's love then make it go
I have no room for agony
My simple heart is scarred you see

It bled, it wept, it shouted loud
But no one tried to hear the sound
It cried for help, to heal itself,
But no one really cared about

It was cajoled on winter days,
In warmth it was thrown away
Now safely I have kept it sealed
And never will I let it bleed