Broken

Her heart feels like it hasn’t been whole

 

A piece of her went missing some time ago

 

Things that once brought her joy don’t matter much now

 

She’s rarely happy; on her face she wears a permanent frown

 

Maintaining relationships has become somewhat of a chore

 

She enjoys her solitude, but her friends think she’s a bore

 

Getting out of bed most days seems like an impossible task

 

Unwilling to face the world, she puts on a cheerful mask

 

She tries to cover her scars and hide her emotions

 

Not wanting to show how badly she is broken

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