Look and see the Broken Girl staring at the tide
Wondering what it will take to get rid of the pain she holds inside
She looks at the picture she holds in her hand
And watches her tears stream down landing in the sand
Her confidence and happiness had died weeks before
The things she used to love she can't care about anymore
All the wonders of the world fall on blind eyes
The sweetest fruits taste like dust and ash
Kind words from friends all sound like lies
She seems scared and shy instead of her usual bold and brash
She shifts to stand on sharp rocks and then it starts to rain
Yet still she stands in the chill water enjoying all the pain
Look and see the Broken Girl gazing to the at the sea
Yes, look and stare at the Broken Girl
Look and stare at me
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryHi I decided to upload all of my old poems and I'll upload new ones when they're finished.
