I walk down the street with a broken heart.
It was something that didn't come too fast
I wanted to tear my big heart apart
But it needed to be part of the past

I think it is a part of a long life
Being Heart broken is part of life, though
I think I could just go for the sharp knife
Or I could Bury myself deep below

But I do realize that I do matter
And that I should continue with my fate
And continue to climb that long ladder.
Not end my life before it is too late

Please don't end you life before you can live
Also live your life and begin to thrive