how am i gonna fix this...this hole you left in my heart your broke me before any boy could i act like im ok like the peaces re all there but m heart is shattered like broken glass and i cant pick up the pieces not like i want to whats so good about picking up the pieces when it cant be fixed i asked mom what you were like ive heard nothing but bad things but i still wanted you in my life when i was younger seeing the little girls with their dad hurt i wanted you with me not where you are now with the piece of my heart
why couldnt you stay? is it cause i was born? was i a miatake? why didnt you come back?
Why did you leave with a piece of my broken shattered heart💔
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PoetryJust putting how I feel in a book. Even though I doubt anyone will read it