Heart

Look at my heart
Look what yo have done to it
Can you see all the scares?
All the scratches
All the stitches?

Those Scares are from to many broken hearts
The scratches are from to much pain
The stitches are from to many times I have tried to repair my self

Can't you see that my heart doesn't look so perfect right now
Can't you see its not even close to being mended?

So how the hell do you expect me to be your friend right now?