They say

They say that the heart
Is made of love and compassion,
Romance and affection,
Honest feelings

But I've only know the heart
To break and turn spiteful,
Jealous and resentful,
Calculated and cruel
How can I ever trust
A heart through and through?

They say that the soul is made
Of adventure and self-awareness,
That it's ageless yet timeless,
That it hungers to be fed.
But I've only known the soul to trick me into thinking,
That I should be constantly searching for the person that I am.
How can I be sure the soul truly understands?

They say that the mind is practical and logical,
Reasoning and capable,
Or seeking out the truth.
But I've only known the mind to over-think and criticize,
Bring heart and soul to realize that life must go on,
Yes, maybe my mind was right all along.