shattered

I'm just too honest, too pure, for the world I live in. Each time that someone betrays my trust I tell myself that it won't happen again, I tell myself that I will learn from them and act like they do ... but it's no use, when the time comes I am just a child with a heart of gold ... and they break my heart every time ... I spend time and delicacy piecing it together just to hand it to someone else who will do the same ... I wonder if a day will come that I just can't find all the pieces to put together ... will I have become one of them?