cower, hide, and disappear
my life is one of constant fear
a paper heart is all that remains
constantly shattering yet leaving no stains
ruthless pranks and mischievous antics
my mind is always racing thoughts always frantic
people always laughing and mocking
my paper heart is almost stopping
most would blame someone else
yet i fault no one but myself
is there something wrong with me?
is that the reason they won't let me be
or is it because im not smart or pretty
and can never think of a comeback that's firey and witty
oh paper heart torn and shattered
just give up nothing matters
forget the tape forget the glue..
theres' too many scars that i just can't undo
poor little heart the world has takens its toll
poor little heart that can never be made whole
wait hang on...
poor little me
i can't live without a heart,
cant you see
oh paper heart how could you
......you failed me.
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I would like to translate this poem