I am the broken,
the healing,
the completely insaine.
I am the falling,
the fallen,
trying to hide the pain.
But who am I kidding…

I am the incompletely unstable,
the unable,
the one you can’t truly see,
But once I was me.

I am the world
broken
like a child’s toy
like a hope unspoken
that yearns for more
than the shadow of a doubt
but there’s no way out

I am the incompletely unstable,
the unable,
the one you can’t truly see,
But once I was me.

I am the only
the lonely
one
that believed your lies
can’t you see in my eyes
I am the broken.
I am the hurt and open…

...But once I was me