It uses its own special eyes and ears,
It refuses to believe what is evident
It doubts and overlooks,
the wrongs done by someone,
When in love, it trusts blindly.
What do I call it ?
A fool or is it really intuitive?
There are times when I hate it,
Because it refuses to listen,
It takes all the hurts and refuses to give up !
MY FOOLISH HEART,
I hate it for not being able to hate enough !
For being weak and vulnerable !

- No-one