A shattered mirror
A broken heart

For I see no difference

Both have pieces that can give you scars
Both have pieces you find over years of time
Both have pieces you'll never ever find

Broken glass, all over the floor
Broken emotions laid out, so sore

You'll bleed out in till you've been drained

Of the once whole piece you had, as it said
"Don't forget me"
And you forgot it
And forgot some more
In till all that is left is an empty shell

Of who I once was.

My parents say no,
Stay away from YouTube.
It is all filled with wrong,
Nothing good comes out of it

But what they don't understand,
Is the real reason I watch
And they don't get,
That some are very good.

Without YouTubers, I never would get to laugh
My days filled with boredom and sadness
Without them, oh my oh my
So many sad sons and daughters...

You would have a shell,
Filled with not much.
Just a shell with probably more scars,
Than you could ever count.

These YouTubers, bring some out of depression
It's the only thing they have left in this world
The only thing they can look up to,
Because you're never around.

So let them watch,
And let them laugh
Because some Youtubers,
Are all they have left.