Hearts are all ours
Hearts are broken
Rights sold
Desires unfulfilled
And remolded

At some point
We lose the right
To follow our own
Regardless of what
Is said by Hope

Hearts are never ours
Hearts are held out
Not given
Mutuals muted
And rehearsed

It’s impossible
To figure out
No one really wants
To be the first
In letting Ego go

…A go go