My Heart Is Not A Plaything

My heart is not a plaything,
A toy none the less,
But I know it happens,
And it happens to the best.

When they give their heart away,
They never get it back,
Some think guys just rip it up,
and throw it in a sack.

No one knows why,
It happens every time,
Though it should be illegal,
They should make it a crime.

And day by day you take it,
Through the struggle and the pain,
And every time you shudder,
Because you hear his name.

Just Remember.....

Your heart is not a plaything,
Your heart is not a toy,
And it only got broken,
Because you gave it to a boy!!