The pieces of me are falling apart fast,
And my seams are coming loose.
I can’t stay together for much longer,
If I keep loving you,
Even though you hate me.
The pieces of me are being blown away,
Like tiny grains of sand.
They are unimportant,
And every chance someone gets,
They smash what’s left of it into smaller fragments,
And shred my soul into shards of broken glass.
Doesn’t anyone care who I end up?
Without these pieces of my heart,
How will I ever love again?
My heart will be soaked in poison,
And I will slowly slip away.
Won’t anyone help me gather the pieces?
Won’t anyone stop on their way?
Or will they rush by,
Pretending to be completely oblivious to my pain,
And my pleas?
Am I that unimportant that none will encourage me,
That none will say a word in my defense?
Apparently I am nothing,
And nothing I may stay.
As I gather up the pieces of my shattered heart,
Will I hear you say,
I love you?
Or will you not waste your time on someone as insignificant as me?
The pieces of my heart may never be able to be put back together.
And I can’t do it alone.
Why do I feel like I am hated?
Every word that comes out of their mouth is a blow to my already broken heart.
Will these pieces ever be repaired,
Will I ever recover?
I’m so tired of trying…
And people say I’m just wasting time on something that can never be fixed.
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