There would be one thing
That I would ask
If someone admits
That he truly loves me
"Are you afraid of heights?"

And if he answers
"I'm shy to admit but yes, I am afraid of heights. Why?"

I'll tell him
"Thank you,
Even if you are afraid of falling,
You never hesitate to fall for me.*"

I hope you don't think that you're broken,
But if you do,
It's okay, because I'm broken too.
And even though our jagged edges might tend to hurt others,
Don't be afraid.
Broken pieces can't hurt each other,
But rather, *they perfectly fit together.

Sometimes we're broken and we don't know why .

I want you to want me
I understand if you don't,
For I am broken.
I'm not saying I'm out of the ordinary
Secretly everyone wants that, no
I am broken, so
Quickly return me
Whilst the receipt is still valid
Not that I
Will ever foolishly be sold,
For I am broken.

If I turned around and walked away, would you notice I'm gone,
Would you even care?
When you look at me, do you see the smile on my face,
Or do you see the tears I fight to hold inside?
Do you see a strong, willful woman I portray,
Or the scared little girl who never quite goes away?
If I broke down and lost all control,
Would you know how to handle me,
Would you hold me 'til I stop shaking,
Kiss away all of my tears?
Would you know how to lift me up
From a place far below recognition?
You see a ****, loving woman,
But I'm so much more.
I'm sad,
I'm lonely,
I'm unpredictable,
I'm broken,
I'm irrational,
I'm complicated.
You say you want me,
But you don't even know.
You see who I let you see,
Who I've always let you see,
But what about the real me,
The everyday me,
The girl who never seems to get anything right
The one who could break down at any given moment
And have no clue why.
I try so hard to fight away my doubts
For a while, they bury themselves away,
So far away that I think they're gone forever,
But I guess nothing lasts forever,
Because the pain and tears always find their way back to me.
Can you handle me,
Can you handle ALL of me?
Am I worth the time,
Do you really love me enough
To stand by me through all my troubles,
Or am I just too broken for you?

If I were you,
I would have spared a glance,
At that woman who,
If had the chance,
Would have shown the world what she could be,
Had she not been robbed of her dignity.

If I were you,
I would have noted,
How she was walking past the crowd,
Cold and unnoticed.

If I were you,
I would have thought,
Why she wouldn't smile
Even when the Sun was up?

If I were you,
I would have seen
How people were avoiding the dirt,
Thinking themselves to be squeaky clean.

If I were you,
I would have noticed
The longing in her eyes,
Dejected and melancholy.

And if I were you,
I would have gone to see
How it was only but her gaze that was with me.

She would have just smiled,
At my concerned eyes,
Because that's all she could do.

And if I were you,
I would have known,
Magic cannot be created by words alone.

And so I would have hugged her,
And watch her cry in joy.
Such wonders a little gesture such as this could do,
Who knew?

If only I were you...