a piece of my heart is beating
in a rythm that doesn't match
making me disconnected
the rest is trying to pull it together
to find the perfect beat
where thiss rythm can retreat
allowing me to see the feat
a task so small
yet every discord makes me want to cry
to find that rythm that I miss
in a way thats never to be replaced
like the innocence of youth
or the laughter of naivety
in a heap I lay tears spilling
as my heart is tearing apart
from its mismatched beats
torn by the illogical conclusions
of my mind versus my soul
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