It's just to much
for anyone to take,
let alone
b r o k e n me.
When he shattered me
all that time ago,
I lost a piece of myself.
It's just to much
to show you who I am.
I know perfectly well
for I keep myself company,
and share no ones secrets but my own.
Its just to much
to love me,
so much work,
so much patience and sweat
it will break you.....
It's just to much
who comforts me when I cry?
who holds me when I am scared?
It's just to much
to ask anyone other
...then myself.