People say:
The boy is sad.
They're damn right,
The boy is sad
The boy is mad
The boy lost everything
He's ever had.
I even lost myself
With
All the gold
All the diamonds
And all the love.
I thought I knew myself,
my head was in the
Clouds
And my hands were held high.
And now,
My heart is broken
I'm looking for my pieces
In this dark pit
I fell in from way high up
Those clouds.
They shine as bright
As those diamonds
That I was treasured with
Behind my haze
Lies this mirror
I pinch my cheeks,
Stretch my mouth wide open,
Mess my hair,
Who's this?
I'm curious.
In this bitter reflection
I see a stranger.
I'm trying to find
Myself
In those bright eyes.
I just can't see me.
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Unbroken
PuisiIts amazing how an empty person can fill another person, they love too much and they lose each other, they even lose themselves with each other. This is my side of the story, and this is how I recovered from betrayal, I'm unbroken
