we used to play
with little toy dolls
what happened to that?
now we’re all darker
now we’re all stronger
now we all play
with toy guns
toy knives
and fake hearts

we pretend to love
and then break a heart
its not the first time
so why is it breaking me too
instead of just him?
I don't see how this is fair
I don't see how this is right
all I can see is him
day and night

I don't understand

the sinking, breaking feeling
its like I'm broke
like I'm alone
no longer able to be me
I don't see why
life is so painful
right now
its just a breakup
just another breakup
just another boy
I break them
I break them all
like little toy dolls

maybe I'm growing up

moving from toy dolls
to toy guns and toy knives
maybe ill pretend to break
someone else

or maybe

I'm done with toys
and this is real
maybe
just maybe
he was the one
and I missed him
until a day
when I'm old enough
and ready enough
to collect and keep
that boy
FOREVER