Puzzle
You think you know me?
You have no clue.
All you see are my smiles,
but you never see the pain.
You think you have me all figured out,
but boy you’re insane.
I won’t let you in.
I won’t let you hurt me.
My heart is safer this way,
because a heart is a little sensitive thing.
It’s easily shattered
and hard to replace.
I’m like a puzzle
hard to solve.
There’s pieces of me scattered everywhere.
It’s up to you whether or not
you want to find those missing pieces
and solve what I am.
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