He left her standing there like a toy outgrown,
Because she was different from him,
Without even an explanation,
At these actions another crack appeared on her heart of porcelain,
“I hate you,
I’ve always hated you,
You and I were never friends!”,
At those words another crack appeared on her heart of porcelain,
Tears ran down her face,
But her friends just kept walking,
At this lack of interest another crack appeared on her heart of porcelain,

What happens,
I wonder,
When a heart of porcelain becomes so cracked and broken that you can’t tell what it is anymore,
What it used to be,
What happens,
I wonder…,

Does it shatter,
Is it like there's something missing,
Does it hurt,
Can you still feel,
Does it seem wrong,
Is it painful,
Does it feel empty,
Is it lonely,
What happens,
I wonder…to that heart of porcelain.