Rewind The Tape

Wouldn’t it be lovely if your heart was never born broken,Never slowly decaying silently,If it was as capable as you determination,Then it would not have been your breath I heard turned to wheeze,I would not have heard what I thought was relief as you stopped,Wouldn’t it be lovely if you never had to have your body carved open,Grown children playing doctor,Not caring what happens when their toys are put away,Not caring what your broken heart still had to say,Wouldn’t it be lovely if you didn’t spend your last days fighting for breath,Fighting to appear strong,Fighting our refusal of circumstance,Fighting your acceptance of it,Wouldn’t it be lovely if your heart was never born broken