What happens to people without homes inside them?
What happens to broken hearts and bruised souls ?
What happens to people that love, love?
What happens when its a pudding of emotions?
Sometimes you ache, what chemical reaction is that?
And when you skip?
I want to understand you because many times when you speak you are a bowl of necessary noise.
What happens to you when I see the one I love or one I spite?
How do you explain the butterflies breeding in my stomach?
Or the way my blood boils in anger?
Well, life as it gets… How do you manage to control this whole system