a piece of my heart

my heart thought, i am a bad girl, i am a black sheep, i am broken, now it start to fall for tears.. my heart said, i shouldn’t have a second chance, i am useless, i shouldn’t have a forgiveness, and now it start crying…and screaming… but, my head keep talking to my heart, you’re not a bad girl, you should have a second chance, you’re not a black sheep, you’re useful, you’re not broken, you should be forgiven