I Lived Life Through Another's Heart

I lived life through anothers heart, But never looked out of their eyes; But one day truth, the mirror told: That it was only useless lies. If loneliness is what you own, You must take it, brain and bone- For taking just the flowered heads, You leave the living plant, still dead. I lived life through anothers heart; The days that mine, I counted less, But it's a feeble mind, I think That dallies, rather than confess. I will not play the willful game, Taking others earned play-things; So you must take back what I owe: The mortgage was an under-tow.