The heart wants what it wants,
It wants to win over the mind,
The only thing it does though,
Is struggle to breathe at night.
The heart wants what it wants,
It wants what the mind rejects,
The piercing pain of each strike,
Is waiting for a breaking point.
The heart wants what it wants,
It’s constantly battling the mind,
The what ifs & could have been,
Is being weighted of its worth.