A Poem of Sorts

Words rarely spoken
Heart beating fast
Emotions swelling
Thoughts never-ending
Why do we stand here
Ever searching
Ever needing
Never finding
What we want
What we need
To help us move on
Where is it written
That someone must be hurt
In order for you to finally start
Start from the beginning
And working to the end
That before you fall in love
At least one heart
Must be broke
For to finally hear
What it is you need
You may have to hurt
The one person you don't.
And what do you do
When that once perfect world
Begins to fall apart
And nothing anyone can say or do
Can help make it better
Cause you don't want it to.
Its your life and no one can live it for you
You have to make mistakes and go on living
Maybe you'll be lucky
And no one will be hurt
But even if it happens
Life will go on
Just give it some time
And the pain will dull
And when finally you're at the end of the road
I hope you'll be happy and free