I suppose,
You wouldn't really know.
Since You've never taken time,
Out of Your Oh Soo Busy day,
To ask me if I'm really okay.
And I guess,
You wouldn't understand.
Because Your not the one,
With Your heart left in pieces,
Shattered in Your hands.
I can only assume,
You have not a Clue,
What it is to feel Empty.
I bet,
You don't know what Numb is.
I bet,
You haven't felt what I have.
I bet,
Your Heartless.
