I grab my book and I split in two
I let my ink dance with this eagle feather
its an old style but I still use it

This picture...
picture of a woman`s heart
its so annoying
Its tear me apart
I write a letter which talk about it
I want to know what is like to being a broken heart
Why they paint a picture who expose that tears

Its such a sad sad story
I feel my heart stabbing from behind
I watch the scenery of darkness
full of suffer
its painfull
its hurt
but its alright

A brave heart she own
is a precious treasure I ever heard
No need to wear jewel or even garnet to make you special
A brave heart is enough to make you look better