a true cliché

My spine was gone and standards low Stunted by him, unable to grow Loving looks defined my being Devious eyes, all I was seeing A different name was forced that day Child of God so lost in a daze Gave my body, you didn't care Tossed me away and said it was fair Streams of tears cannot fix a broken heart When you and yourself are so far apart I was told that time's the best healer There's truth in clichés, I'm a believer You've moved on, hear she looks like me But if you're happy, don't need to see Another trophy for your shelf It was nothing to do with myself Streams of tears cannot fix a broken heart When you and yourself are so far apart I was told that time's the best healer There's truth in clichés, I'm a believer Tell me this is something minor I'm a rock, not quite a diamond Polish me up Make me smile Hold my head up Survive for a while Streams of tears cannot fix a broken heart When you and yourself are so far apart I was told that time's the best healer There's truth in clichés, I'm a believer I'm a believer