I've been shattered
So many times
And like a
Childhood puzzle,
No matter how well
You put it together
You can still see the
Cracks,
For they'll never go away.
I've been shattered
So many times
And have always been
Put back together
Hastily and sloppily.
The glue's not holding
The foundation is shaky
And the slightest breeze
Shatters me again.
I've been shattered
So many times
That I've forgotten
The shape that
I started out in.
Was I a work of art?
Or a piece of trash?
Was I beautiful?
Or a hideous mistake?
I've been shattered
So many times
That not even
All the king's horses
And all the king's men
Can put me together again,
So you might as well
Give up trying to
Help me.
My soul
My life
Is lying on the pavement
In glittering
Shards
Of shattered glass.