Do I need permission to be sad;
Or wish that I could cut out my own heart?
Strangled with the tension,feeling mad
Usurping God to declare that I am bad
Who can give permission to be sad?
Unwind the soul by pulling on a thread
Where can self destruction make a start
Can’t we help each other when we’re sad
Refuse to inflict damage on our hearts?
How my heart sings 