• Its nothing like this
    Dont make up lies

    There's nothing like this so dont tell me
    That the pain of a broken bone
    And the pain of a broken heart
    Share the same size

    Put it on a scale
    Test it out
    See the numbers?
    You were wrong

    So when the new girl cried
    Because of the poem read to her in class
    And everyone sat still
    Stared even,
    They let her shoulders jerk up and down,
    Let her hiccups push her heart that much further from her mind
    Until it came pouring out of her wrists
    in an escape from the body that it no longer wanted.

    She had an honest heart
    And an even more honest mind
    But she looked different, wore the scarf around her head
    So they pushed her out of their circle

    Alone she stood in her own little box
    Which she'd painted black, mind you
    Because when no one bothered to share with her but a smile
    There wasn't a single color that could make it near
    the shadow her hear had cast

    So put her on a scale
    Put her heart on one side
    Her mind on the other and they'll balance out
    Because they're either both empty

    or both filled with nothing.
    And there is a difference.
    Put it on a scale,
    You'll see.