I have yet to be loved
By someone who has a heart
Because all I know
Is the ones full of scars
And I get treated "nicely"
With tears down my face
Because I don't know what to do
To get out of their pace
So when I finally meet that someone
Who can actually love me
I will run the other way
Because I know they will hurt me
Not the way others have
But in a way so sad
Because I have no idea how to handle
A love like that