They said I was to be fixed, but what was there to fix? They said I needed hope, but was there any left? They said I needed love, but how can I love again? I've built up walls, so no one could climb up them... And nobody did for those 8 years. But then he came along. He was curious as to why I was like this. He was determined to break down those walls. He wanted to know everything about me, but why? I was just a 19 year old with one of the worst pasts, nothing else. And everyone thought I was getting better, too bad I wasn't. Or was I? Was that curious boy my saver? He can stick around, but I have nothing to give him but a broken heart with Missing Pieces.