stiched together
that's what we are
just broken pieces
put together wrong.
torn,
shattered,
that's what we are
in this lonely world.
they say we look fine,
but in reality we are
broken.
broken pieces
that have been
stiched together.
YOU ARE READING
Depressed
Poetryliving life day by day. not much else to say, just wasting away, every step I take. I. Can't. Breathe.
