Broken Heart

I’m tired of fighting for people.
Won’t someone fight for me?
My heart has grown very feeble.Why doesn’t anyone see?
Maybe it’s because I hide it.
Maybe it’s because I’m scared.
My heart has been broken too many times.
But does anyone really care?
I have opened up my heart,
And fought through numerous wars.
Yet when the fog departs
I realize... I have never won before.
Anguish, sadness, hurt.
Always be on alert.
How to not feel the pain you ask?
Tired of feeling all of that?
I’ll tell you once so listen close.
Bury all your fragile hope.
Replace those deep emotional eyes.
Once filled with fire, now filled with ice.
And just one more, the most important part,
Just pretend that you don't have a heart.