What the heart wants to say

If hearts could speak, maybe we would listen better. If tongues had feelings, maybe we would stop speaking hurtful words. If eyes could think, maybe we would be less concerned with the way things appear to be. If brains had heart, maybe we would feel more for the people around us.

My heart speaks to me, and I no longer want to hear it weep. My tongue feels thick with the words I have chosen never to say. My eyes stay closed so there's no chance to be concerned. My brain remains heartless.

Did I mention I'm playing my country playlist? I always come back to music that doesn't recognize me as a fanbase, but somehow can accurately sing the things I can't say.