Cracked
I’m like the mirror,
after a hit.
The broken glass,
It cant be fixed.
Like a tiny thousand shards,
Never again will be apart.
So stop trying to fix this.
Each little broken piece.
It’s not worth the pain and cuts.
Its just me I’m so fucked up.
In each shared, I feel like it’s a piece of my scared up heart.
Yet it’s not now a piece of me.
If only it could be.
I’m just a mosaic of myself,
All the people I love, wanna help.
Cant quite get it right,
Here comes another fight.
It’s just a fact
I’m cracked.
Smashed up like broken glass.
Pieces turning into ash when you touch.
It’s so fucked.
Why do I fuck it up?
Each cut you trusted me.
But I just couldnt let you see what was reflected,
I’d be rejected.
My mind is so hectic!
I did it so youd be protected.
You thought you where messed up but I’m defected.
Emotionally Ive wrecked it.
So get the pan and brush,
Throw me out in a rush.
I expect but yet,
You pick up each and every piece making something more beautiful from me.
It was love but life is tough.
So when you arent here I cry each and every night I fight.
The demons in my head.
Wishing I’d just be dead.
So it takes me to the start,
Looking in that mirror might be hard.
But I take a deep dark look.
Breath it in and let it out.
Gotta scream and stop those shouts.
I know soon Ill be enough.
Just gotta look within for love.
