Teardrops,
are listening good.
They have been good.
To the brain and not the heart.
Tell me what have i done.
Remove any connections that has gotta do with me.
So everyone else could be fooled?
I guess, maybe we are meant to lead different lives.
Aint gotta face this attitude, no more.
like a softie when you need it,
chuck it when you're busy.
Sorry, i aint girl like that.
Aint a toy.
Aint a vacant sucker.
I have heart, flesh, bones and possible fats.
I have emotions.
I feel pain when i slash.
I feel ugly when i look.
I feel silly cos i'm fooled.
Just who you think I am.
Breakin this heart again and again.
Mine?
Working more than fine.
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