Breakdown
The sun is gone and the flowers die,
Words are spaces between us,
And I should have been drowned in the rivers I cried,
So break me down if it makes you feel right,
But you can’t break me down even if it takes all your might,
Because I’m so much more that what meets the eye,
Even though my wounds are a ways to reveal me,
But it’ll never be easy to hide whats inside,
So....
Hate me,
Break me down.
