I had a cheerful heart:
I divided it into a hundred pieces,
I gave out ninety nine,
I kept a tiny battered piece for myself.
Whenever any of them felt troubled,
I looked for ways to keep it going,
I wanted mine to be better,
I had to fill the with so much love so it can bring life to the sad one.
Some hearts felt I didn’t care about their happiness anymore
How can I amend broken hearts?
All I do everyday is fill them with everything I want for the broken heart.
They’ve been given nothing but the best
The battered heart I had was angry,
Upset and filled with rage.
I was willing to let the hearts go,
That will get me another battered heart,
I want to love them as life goes on,
So I took the sad hearts and made it better with happiness.