Bonsai Heart
inside a great, shiny armor
made with metals from everywhere
resides a little, cute tree
afraid of everything else.
the questions from inside
keeps him awake at night.
how can he be so quiet,
a heart so full of pride?
letting the mind occupied
and forgetting the heart so tired.
the perfection of the silence
makes him patient in suffering.
his prayers only to God
and nobody else knows his feelings.
flawless life of secrets,
secrets about I can only wonder.
oh, my young boy,
how much you can stay like that?
oh, my friend,
will you be like this forever?
I can only wonder...
the little plant inside your heart
desperate to grow, but never stronger
is this what they call art?
the scissors, the wounds,
the fire of a sound
a silent scream into the nothingness
where you left your feelings?
don't tell me you trade them
for a brief smile to hear lies
saying that you're alright.
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