Young Heart

Biting nails till tasting blood, it never ends
Repeats after they mend
Anxious of the unknowing
Conversations start out civil then wavering
A swift change considering
The things you're not quite sure of

Young heart slow down, emotions falter at the pace you move
Your values never stand a chance where they came from.
Young heart hold out,
give yourself the time to figure out what you want
And settle down to a place you'll call home

Attempting to understand the position
of your disposition
Emotion: disconcerting.
Traveling through states in search for solace
Yet all I'm finding is
The things you're not quite sure of

Young heart step back, think of something that is sound and sure
The measure of your words could then weigh so much more
Young heart hold out,
give yourself the time to figure out what you
want and settle down to a place you'll call home

I'm done assembling homes with broken fingers
So can you please just stay here always?