There’s a part of me that’s
broken
It affects the way I think
The way I act
The way I feel
I don’t hate them
Not really
I wish I did
It would be so much easier
than hating myself
For not fighting back
For letting them in
For letting myself darken
And be filled with shame
and fear
I wait for time to cleanse
me
But it still won’t heal
I don’t know who I am
without them
And that scares me
Maybe I like the broken
pieces
It gives me a reason to dread
A reason to stay safe
A way to remain
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