why is it always me that seems to be the one who breaks?
why does it have to be that i'm the one with the delicate heart
can't i be strong and hold steady
to feelings that should be kept inside
is it always meant to go the way it does
am i always the one meant to accept the pain
if so why can't i be strong like him
and push the hurt out of my life
i tried to please everyone and look where it got me
now i know that i must only please myself
no more will i be the stepping stone
and accept the critisism and lies thrown at my face
its hard to fix a broken heart
and its hard to move on when you have no direction
but i'm learning that if i'm just a little patient
a time will come when all this means nothing
i'll be the one that they look to still
yet when they see me they'll see just whats come and gone
and i'll be the one whos doing the laughing
