Putting the bandages over my heart, I cry because i know that I'm falling apart.

Trying to open up, but always too shy. Crying and broken; it's easier just to hide.

Spread your wings; try to fly, but in the end you'll fall and cry.

I'm not broken - I'm just shattered.
Don't try to fix me, it doesn't really matter.
I'm torn into pieces and ripped into two.
The last thing I need to help me is you.

During this lifetime:

Cry until you're tired
Laugh until you're sore
Love until it hurts, and you can't love anymore