• My heart isn't the same,
    Hasn't been for awhile.
    My poor little heart,
    It's been broken and torn.
    Now, it's missing some pieces.
    Pieces that are lost within other.
    I can't get them back,
    I may never get them back.
    All I will have,
    Is a heart that is patched together,
    Even sown up.
    My heart,
    It will never be the same.

    My heart will never be the same
    For the patches will only last for so long.
    Until they reveal the holes they hid.
    Only then will it be known.
    I'm nothing but broken inside,
    Unable to be repaired.

    I'm nothing but damaged goods.
    No one wants to love someone,
    With a heart pieced together.
    No one wants to be a glue,
    To hold me as one.
    I'm not worth saving,
    Not even for a temporary fix.