My heart is like paper
You can leave your mark
I will let you express yourself
I will not judge your feeling, your thoughts.
But if you mistreat me
I will crumble .
As paper ,you wont be able to fix me.
The lines will always appear.
because of you all those around me will see the lines you left.
BUT unlike paper I can not be recycled.
I can not be made new.
So be weary of my paper heart!