Only Broken So Many Times

I am not an object.

My heart can only mend itsef,

so many times.

I can only take so much,

before I lose my mind.

You broke me,

and left me behind,

like an old toy.

I am a person,

not an object.

My heart beats and breaks,

but can only take damage so many times.

You can't keep doing this to me.

One of these days,

I'm going to snap,

and YOU'LL be the one in pain.

(Take that any way you want)