My eyes are in need of thread
My nose is barely hanging on
Industrial tape holds my ear to my head
I get tossed around
And im slowly breaking apart
My heart is shattered and torn
My soul?
HA!
what soul?
People pass me round and round
They think they can fix me
But they are just hurting me instead
They sew my eyes back on
But my leg falls off
My heart is put back together
But the ta[e doesnt last very long
When relity sets in
Im thrown to the curb like nothing
i Cant be fixed
I need to be cherished
Loved for what i am
Broken and all
Dont toss me
But hold me
Dont yell
But speak softly
Im not a project
im a friend
I listen very well
But i dont give advice
I am who i am
Broken
And i dont want to be fixed