The Alternative

You said you were shattered
Wearing a broken smile upon a wounded heart
Hissing sharp pessimisms against light optimisms
Walking with a wall built ten feet high
Treating love like a poison from which you’d die
Yet why?
Sure he wasn’t what you wanted him to be
Maybe not the perfect man you forced yourself to see
He cheated, lied, beat you down
Left you to pick up the pieces
With no one around
And so now you’re what?
Split in two; not sure what to do?
Instead of listening to your heart breakin’
Learn the art of heartmakin’
Take your mistakes and his and put them in a box
And keep it under key and lock
Wear your heart on your sleeve
So that it can breathe
And keep that box hidden where no one can see
When you fall in love again
Look into that box
Fine-tuning your heart just like a clock
Against what not to do and what not to accept
Choosing to live doesn’t mean you have to forget