Charity

My heart is fragile
It is broken
My heart is shown
Put up on a spotlight

This heart of mine
It is so sentimental
This heart of mine
Is so unreal

I gave to everyone
Till I have no more
None for myself
None for Him

I give myself to others
And don’t pay attention to myself
I have to lift these blinds
Lift my eyes to the truth

While I look in the mirror
I find the miserable truth
I see I need to care about others
But also about myself

My heart needs me
And I need my heart
I can’t foolishly give it away
Just like I’ve been doing

I need to stop giving
And I want some pieces back
These pieces could get broken
My heart is too fragile for this…

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If my memory serves, this poem was made because I had no time to spend with just one person and talk to them. My week was always divided between groups of friends, and I could never just really connect with one of them. I noticed that I was just trying to make them all happy and not even realizing that I was indirectly hurting myself in the process by never really getting close to any of them.