How was I made did
You put me together knowing,
Knowing I would grow up to
Hating myself a little more every
Single day did you know it
Would hurt, hurt to smile, to
Laugh, to live did you know I
Would be in pain that all my bones
Would ack a little more each day
How sometimes just moving,
Sitting hurts me yet I show no
Pain, did you know my heart would
Break a little more every day
Was I made by you knowing that
In the end, I would just break too
Pieces a little more every day, was
I only some kind of mistake
If so then I am sorry, sorry you took
Time out of your day just to
Have me made, just to put me
together, keep the pieces moving
Each and every day
I'm sorry I was made
YOU ARE READING
-Do tell me-
RandomThey say time is a mystery, but is it really? Don't answer that ~Wolfchild