How Would You Feel?

In my past I had gifted my future.
It started slowly back then, one piece at a time.
People stated I wasn’t to care; I wasn’t aware of my issues.
Life’s a priceless gift, held within trust.
Time does move with or without you.
I had many reasons why I took nothing.
But out of fear, they walked away.
My heart cast aside without further thought.

How would you feel? My feelings are real.
Cast aside like a broken puppet,
I’m back upon my own, my heart no longer has a home.

Many tragically mistake their wealth for true worth.
No one is perfect, ignoring the rules that don’t fit.
We all go to learn at the school of hard repeating knocks.
I still cling to is the love.
I refuse to believe that I wasted my time.
I’m not going to lie,
I smile as you walk on by.
My heart beats inside thankful for what I’ve got.

How would you feel? My feelings are real.
Cast aside like a broken puppet,
I’m back upon my own, my heart no longer has a home.

Many can’t see the simple truth through lies.
As they’re played, the strait man from the crowd.
Set aside after being had, left with nothing.
Some lie, cheat, full of selfish deceit.
Killing the dreams and lives of others in their wake.
I keep on writing, my head held high.
Regardless of my love and heart not being appreciated.
My reasons remain. The trust deserved it.

How would you feel? My feelings are real.
Cast aside like a broken puppet,
I’m back upon my own, my heart no longer has a home.

Looking back upon my past now and then,
I realize that everyone is an object of fate.
I’ve made a difference. My reward is my own life.
Perhaps my reasons will eventually be realized.
That one person gave it his all,
In exchange for love and understanding.
I’ve been repaid in full, yet my hands hold no one.
Perhaps the one I love can finally understand.

How would you feel? My feelings are real.
Cast aside like a broken puppet,
I’m back upon my own, my heart no longer has a home.