• My heart is broken and cracked


    But still I stand,my face still proud

    People pass me by,a lonly person in a crowd

    But sometimes I slip and my face is sad,my eyes no longer gleam
    And I bow my head so no one can see my tears stream.

    And now with the tears streaming,I am still lost.

    I feel a crack getting deeper and hurting more and more

    The hurt pounds in my every pore.

    And I want to scream,"End this someone please!"

    But no,I must stop this now,stop my breath that is a wheeze.

    And I wipe my tears and go on,like it never happened.

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