the life that we live is valued by the things we do
Ive done many things
Ive loved you
hated you
wanted you
helped you
hurt you
ignored you
Given you everything
given you nothing
been in your heart
been in your mind
fought for you
and lost the war
and in the end i realized
that because of the pain you caused
Ive given up on being happy for now
But then again at one point or another...
Haven't we all?
So when I try to decipher the value of my heart
I realize that right now its got the most value
because its fought more battles then anyone can imagine....
and I'm still fighting