• Everyday i wonder........
    What if my heart was glass
    It would break easily
    Given to the wrong person
    They would drop it break it
    Let it fall from the top of a staircase
    And shatter then scatter
    Each step with glass till the last piece reaches the floor
    Knowing dat its in millions of pieces
    Maybe he laughs at me while i pick them up from top to bottom
    But to be surprized
    Dat i go face to face with the next guy in the middle of these stairs with pieces of mi broken glass heart