Broken 

Sometimes I feel as if I am broken
Broken beyond what glue can fix 
Jagged pieces spread every where
 I look Inside my head

Yeah,
I must be broken
My imperfections 
becoming something I can’t hide 

I am broken, 
My fake smiles
becoming more evident everyday
Happiness i can’t reach haunting me 
Taunting me through the night

Why am I so broken
Pieces of my pieces shattering more everyday 
No matter what I do, 
Bleeding inside 
trying to piece together those shattering pieces that remain, 
Like a jigsaw puzzle 
Over and over again. 

I will always be broken.
A heavy burden I have tried to learn to bare. 
Life acting breaking me more each day me, 
like a piece of fine China thrown
to the hard tile floor, 
without a thought 
Without a single ounce of remorse 
So carelessly
So recklessly 
I feel so effortlessly, 
Destroyed
Defeated, 
I have fallen victim again 
To the demons that dance within

I am broken,
So many thoughts clouding my head. 
I scream, 
silently, 
so desperately yearning to truly be heard 
Dying for the pieces of me 
to become realigned. 

But things that are truly broken can’t even be mended with time.