Uneven shards litter the carpet.
It looks just like a puzzle
That's waiting to be assembled.
Find the edgesthat's where you start.
Piece together my broken heart.
Piece together every dream that's been shattered,
Until it's done nothing else matters.
Working towards the middle,
The pieces don't really fit.
Why won't they come together?
You dismember the puzzle to start all over.
I wish I had the strength to talk,
To tell you sweet and soft:
"Don't bother, it's beyond repair.
You can't fix it; it's felt too much despair."
But you keep trying and trying;
Growing more frustrated and angry.
I dearly wish you'd stay with me....
But I know you'll leave when you realize:
It's no use.
I can't be fixed.