IT'S EXPOSED!
Everybody can see it
Anybody can touch it
and everybody has access to it.
It's out everywhere i go
I can't hide it.
I can't even cover it up
and I hurt because of it.
My heart's on my sleeve.
I wear my heart like Lil Wayne wears his tattoos.
No matter how hard I try
It won't stay within the chambers if my chest.
When I raise my hand
Everyone sees it
When I shake someone's hand
They look and stare
When I meet someone new
they always ask about its appearance
They wanna know why its tattered
beaten
broken
bruised
scarred
and open.
Then they take advantage
and abuse it.
The worst part is
I can't do anything to stop them.
My heart is fragile
My heart is torn
My heart is exposed
My heart is damaged
All because my heart is on my sleeve
making me
completely
exposed
