How can I be better person if I'm too broken to fix
You shook me till my heart felt shattered tiny little bits
The pain of death is on me as I mourn a love too deep
I see my own reflection in a wasted messy heap
There's confusion, pain, and sadness as I try to live this fear
No one sees the sadness of my broken, lonely tear
So, in daylight hours, I walk the path that lights the way to go
But at night alone in madness, lost humble and alone
©cazza
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