its late right now

but baby my heart was glass
and you kissed me so hard
that the glass shattered
into hundreds of pieces
inside of me
and now there are scars left behind
and im trying to repair myself
but you dont understand
and i cant stop myself
from bleeding
and you are leaving more
and more scars each time
you creep into my head
and i cant
keep cleaning up the messes
you leave inside of me
because now my hands are
scarred from the glass you
never fixed
so my hands shake every time
i touch someone else
because what if they scar me too, just like you

so you see, you did damage
to me and now
i cant trust anyone else
all because i was a stupid girl
who always cleaned up the
mess you made