Broken

Broken,

And everybody expects me to be strong.

Broken,

And they don’t understand

The pain.

Broken,

Lying on the floor,

Wishing the pain away,

Trying to turn back time,

To when I had two best friends and I still

Believed in love.

Broken,

Thinking that if things had been different,

If I had been smarter,

Stronger

I might not have lost

The two of the most important people

In my world.

Broken,

Used by too many,

Abandoned by more,

Lied to and broken,

When I thought I was just getting

Strong.

The scars and the tools

Scare me

But I want them,

Sometimes I don’t,

But I usually do,

But I always

Hate them.