Like plasticine

So I might be soft
mouldable, like plasticine
You might pull me about
stretch me thin
Make a hole
let all the germs in

When you tear me up
I won't make a sound
You could break me into pieces
scatter me around
Stick me anywhere
or stamp me to the ground

But let me tell you
that I can still feel
That all your mistreatment
does cause me pain
However, although wounded
in time I can heal
Just like plasticine
I can be put together again.