I’d given you, ALL of my heart, without the senses, of saving the vital parts for myself, and, you’d, wasted it, torn it to pieces, leaving me, heartbroken, betrayed!
All of my heart, I’d given, to those who’d asked for it, without ANY reserves, because I was young and naïve (and yeah, stupid too!!!), inexperienced about this god DAMN cruel, cold world, not knowing, that I’d needed to, save the more important parts for , me, if I were to, survive…
what you wanted from me, not my photograph…
And now, after several rounds, battling it out, with these, sharpened shards of my broken heart, I’d finally decided, that I don’t want them (the broken pieces) anymore, and so, I’d, opened UP my own chest (with all the blood, guts, AND gory!!!), then, picked all the pieces up one by one (including those that are, stuck in too deep, like that needle you’d, stepped on carelessly!)………
All of my heart, no more, I don’t have a heart, I am, the one, and only, T-I-N M-A-N!!!
Life, the Obstacle Course 