l i t t l e n o t e s

the reality of breaking.

have you ever been broken?

you don't know who you are any more

who you ever was

you pick yourself up

piece by piece

taking time to put yourself together again

but those pieces they don't quite fit the same

you can lie to yourself

say that you will

but you'll never be the same

those fragments scattered on the floor

they're gone

the scars you now possess

they'll make you cry

even make you want to die

but you'll get there

you just won't be who you used to be