Second Set of Heartbeat by MyAlterEgo

this poem is weird . i dunno what's on my mind when i wrote this .

Second Set of Heartbeat

who am i to believe in brokenhearts?

if my heart is broken, why am i alive?

who am i to believe that nothing's permanent?

if nothing's permanent, what about the sky?

who am i to believe that chocolates are plain sweet?

when at some point it's bitter to eat,

who am i to believe that falling in love is that quick?

and moving on is a far way long process to pick?

tell me who am I to believe that i'm fine and fixed?

when my new existence was made by the second set of frozen heartbeats..

                                                                                                                                               -rainne