Bleeding Heart

Your version of the truth is a lie
You've told these secrets that you cannot deny
The things that you've done and things that you do,
will end up leaving you with a bleeding heart,
With fears you cannot face
A selfish mind,
To lead you to a place of sorrow,
And gone will be the day of tomorrow,
With this bleeding heart

You twist everything I say,
You're a selfish fake
All the twisted things you've done and do are getting back at you with this bleeding heart

This was actually a song I wrote, but I wanted to put it on here as a poem. I still like it as a song better though.