My Heart

My Heart
It’s tattered and torn,
Then mended like new,
But it’s cut open again,
And it bleeds just for you.

It’s worse on the inside,
It’s worse than it seems,
You say it’ll be alright,
But what do those words mean?

It’ll be alright,
But that’s just not true,
It’s dying on the inside,
It’s broken because of you.

You’ve broken it more than anything,
Has ever broken it before,
But you don’t know and you don’t care,
Which breaks it even more.

I’m crying because it’s hurting,
It’s hurting because of you,
And because you’ll never care,
There’s nothing you can do.