Broken people

How to save a person? Who has been broken so many times Till it doesn't hurt anymore Till they accept the fact that They're meant to find happiness Just to put the broken pieces together Then they're left to pick up their own ashes They carry pieces of memories with them Memories of when their inner child giggled with joy Until fate decided it's time And when happiness finds them again They welcome with rose-colored open arms Hoping that it might stay this time But they were forced to believe They're meant to heal people At least until they weren't needed anymore