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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm not good at talking, so I use my pen to express my broken heart Feeling's die and I know some people grow apart Maybe I should hide my pain, but I'd rather show my scars This is the soundtrack to my broken heart When people constantly let you down it eventually holds weight People always want to bring up old mistakes People are only around when I'm good but didn't offer me warmth on my cold days And you wonder why I keep my heart locked and my soul caged I tried to hide my flaws because she only wanted the good parts of me She said she'd help to heal me but added more scars on me Cupid did more damage than good so now I have an invisible wall guarding me I'm just trying to overcome this hurt so don't expect this to be wrote artfully I had my heart locked but she broke in took what she wanted and left without showing any emotion But the thing that hurts me most is now she's saying she misses the old me yet she was the one who broke him Cupid is my enemy now, he gave me a good beating down Gave her my all and it wasn't enough to keep her around I'm sitting here missing you while you get naked for him When it all goes wrong don't come crying to me about the time you wasted on him Haven't spoken to my sister in years her and my brother's on smack I used to be a self-harm addict but I'm 6 years recovered from that My scars are hidden because I'm covered in tatts I'm tired of people telling me how to cope when they haven't suffered my past Listening to Linkin Park while I walk my broken path I'd trade myself just to bring Chester back These are the tears of a broken man trying to remember how to smile I'd rather let you see me naked, because dressing it up has gone out of style
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