Emotion's,
Not to be toyed with
Not to be played with
For some reason
It always happens
It happens when no one's looking
And no one's there
But there's always some one there
It's the person
The person who..
Toys with them
Then rips them to shred's
Then all that happens is
They try to fit together again
Until they realize they wont go back
Not perfectly
After a while it will heal
But it still wont be perfect
Not ever again
