While the heart turns black
we lost our track
the heart must mend
but I don’t have a clue

we lost our track
what was told was true
but I don’t have a clue
of what I should do

what was told was true
I didn’t believe
what I should do
I think he’ll leave

I didn’t believe
the heart must mend
I think he’ll leave
while the heart turns black

By Alyssa, 7th grade
[photo by kreg.steppe via flickr]