We are patchwork people
The little girl who smiled
And the girl who cried
Neither of us whole
Because we have been torn apart
How long can you hold my heart
Before it falls apart as well
And you’d never know
that I was anything other than broken
Because my suffering has overcome me
And what love I had was lost
So very long ago
And I would say I love you now
But I don’t think we can
Because we are patchwork people
And if I give you this piece of me
There won’t be enough left
To hold me together
And when the parts begin to fray
You won’t recognise me
Perhaps you don’t know me even now
Because we are patchwork people
And we can never be whole again