I wish my heart were made of iron or steel
I could be alive but never feel.
Made of glass my heart could crack and break
My tongue would fail my mind make its mistakes
A plastic heart could deal with feelings cheap
But such heart could never hold the deep
Shall I freeze and turn to metal strong
But then I could not love or not for long.
Which is worse to bleed and suffer pain
Or turn to steel and never feel again?
I cannot choose I do not know what’s worst
May our human hearts survive uncursed
How my heart sings 