If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

The doors would be locked

And the keys be no more.

For I trust to not one

This benign heart of mine

All broken and torn

Yet I mutter, “I’m fine.”

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

The walls would be tight

And so empty and sore.

It is crowded in here,

That is, here in my heart

For persons unfit

Who’ll just tear me apart.

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d glance all around

And my thoughts would uproar.

I must wonder wherefore

I’ve long carried this song

All due to some past

When my heart was loved wrong.

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d push ‘gainst the walls

‘Til the walls be no more

Breaking down barriers

Just as those who once were

Offending my heart,

Those who crushed it to dirt.

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d gather my strength

In my center, my core

I’d start fixing myself

Because no one else could

I’d fix myself up

And I’d always be good

 

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d say that “I’m fine”

Until I knew for sure

That nothing could break

Me; I’d find out for sure

That my strongest oppressor

Was here within myself…

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d sit in the silence

With problems no more.

I would pull all my problems

Up off the top shelves

And write to the ones

Who can’t fix up themselves

 

If my heart were a room

With four walls and four doors

I’d paint all the walls

And unlock all the doors

To give welcome to those

Who fro now need a friend.

All hurt would be hist’ry

And I’d say “The End”.