I am broken
and I cannot remember how the pieces went together
I'm sure they once fit
why isn't it going back like I remember
So I pick up the pieces
and keep marching forward
Hoping that someday
I will remember how they go
Even when I think I'm fine
There's the voice in the back of my head reminding me I'm broken
Please say these pieces fit
Please say I can be whole again
The world wills see the cracks
What do I do then
What if they know I'm just a broke
shell of a person
Who smiles and acts
bubbly, so no one knows.
And no one does know
and this smile is killing me
What do I do with these pieces
of myself?
They once fit together
I know they did
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