Wednesday, August 3, 2011

The Broken Mess You See


Her mind throws her to the closest edge of pain

She holds on although there's nothing left to gain

So tired of all the lies that make her want to fall

Sometimes she wonders if there's any hope at all

She pulls herself up and she tries to run away

But something, holds her back and makes her stay

So there she sits alone trying so hard to feel

The pain is too unfair, there no way that it's real

The scars they tell a story, she will never show

But they continue living...no one needs to know

How can you feel so alone when everyone is near

Shes the one who's missing, her heart not fully here

Heart tangled in the horror of a shattered soul

Body goes numb and silent, hands shaking cold

Judged her by only, the broken mess they see

They do not realize that, they're still looking at me

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