poem for chapter nine

My heart is huge

most people see that as a good thing

pumping all that blood 

it works harder than me 

Honestly, it hurts

such a big thing in your chest

constantly moving

I'd say you would be uncomfortable too 

People can see I am unfit

you see it pop out of my chest

trying to catch my breath 

see it slowly recede back after what seems like hours

People like to punch

since it so big 

they can't tell the difference between that and a punching bag 

it causes a lot of damage 

It's my fault for having such a big heart