So I've been going through a lot lately, with friendship problems and stuff and so I haven't been able to update. I have however been able to relate to metal rods, you know the ones they have on the sides of roads? Well I wrote a short paragraph about why that is and decided to post it here XD
I was alone in my thoughts, walking home whilst thinking how those metal rods are there for a reason, yet they never really get used. But once they do they bend slightly, they bend and that weakens them. They bend until they finally fall down, broken into pieces.
If they're lucky someone comes along and rebuilds them, helps them get back up again but then they leave and the cycle begins anew. Because ultimately they're there as decoration— people like the idea of them, that if they fall they have their back. But in reality no one ever cares about them.
Do they?
YOU ARE READING
Broken Voices
PuisiOriginal short poems and quotes written by me about various topics with various meanings. Some of these are personal to me, so please don't hate beyond this point🐱 Cover by @TheGirlOnline14
