Years of verbal abuse
Mentally damaged to get the lesson
Emotionally detached from pain
Treated as an outcast trying to survive
Stay alive people leave
Feel abandoned never coming back
Not standing in the way
Depart wondering will paths cross another day
Reach out no answer
Many questions left unanswered
Change has begun for the better
Deep down something is wrong
Cries for help not answered
Learn to make it out of the clutch of guilt

One day I found a strange thing
It dripped once pressed to the blank slate
beautiful curves that soon became letters and then onto words
Now I cannot stop
even if I wished it so

i may not be strong
but every ounce of strength i have
i will use to hold you
as tightly as i can.

i may not be tall,
but i will take you higher than you have ever been
where there is no color, race, fear, or pain
and all is filled with beauty, love, and hope.

i may not have money,
but i am rich in love, and happiness, and soul
and i will share everything i have with you
each second i am by your side.

i may not have been whole,
but that was only because
i did not have my souls twin to complete me,
i had not yet found myself in you.

I can't make you want me.
I can't make you care,
About my feelings or emotions,
You left my heart bare.
I cry over you,
Although I know it wont faze you.

Tears fall from my eyes,
As I try to forget you.
It hurts to be unwanted,
Left to the side,
Forgotten about in the blink of an eye.
I feel so insignificant,
So incredibly small,
Knowing that I meant nothing at all.

But I can't make you want me.
I know you don't care.
As much as I want you,
You'll never be there.

Twelve hours to focus
And redefine one's abilities
To chew one's toungue and cheek
To bounce one's knee
There will be no sleeping
Because sleep has become obsolete
An outdated human ritual
Just begging to be cleansed

Twelve hours to come down
To rediscover one's limitations
To nurse one's swollen tounge and cheek
And to rest one's aching body
There will be no sleeping
Because sleep is never an option
An incessant dream
Just begging to begin

I've been making promises all week,
Telling all these men that they're the ones for me,
But I have to be honest with you,
I don't feel anything,
I'm just on a roller coaster of emotions
and now I'm going for the loop,
And everyone behind me is screaming,
But I'm just along for the ride,
I don't think you understand my situation,
My dad left when I was nine,
and I've never been the same since that time,
He was in my life,
and loved me,
Then he up'd and walked away,
I don't think you can even say he loved me,
Men don't do that to their daughters,
I guess there's suppose to be some kind of unbreakable bond,
Well we showed them wrong,
Just like we always did,
I meet new guys every night,
Who hold me close and tell me they love me,
But  I hate all the words,
I just smile and tell them I need to be getting home,
Maybe one night I won't want to go home,
But I doubt it,
I don't feel a thing.

I miss you,
To bad to even explain,
I try to fill my time with new guys,
The whole time thinking about the one that got away,
And I'll admit this is all new for me,
Loving you always came so easy,
Losing you wasn't the same for me.
I learned quick that you play for keeps,
You taught me slow and steady wins the race,
and how I loved the chase,
You kept my interest,
Kept me close,
I thought you were all I needed to stay afloat,
I learned from my mistakes,
and I can honestly say,
I miss you a little to much to be comfortable with anyone else,
I don't want to love you like this,
I just want you to come back home.

I saw you at the club tonight,
Dancing with girls that everyone knows well,
You seemed to be enjoying yourself,
Drinks in your hands,
Turning them back like no tomorrow,
Stumbling into guys twice your size,
Hitting on girls who look just like me,
You kept yelling out my name over the music,
Everybody just ignored you like they always do,
For a moment you stopped,
The crowd just danced around you,
You fell to the ground,
Nobody stopped to see if you were okay,
Or even noticed you at all,
If it would of been a few months back I would of been at your side,
Helping your drunk *** to the truck,
However you picked the drinks over me,
But they aren't helping you get home.

Broken
Is not being shattered
Into a million pieces
Broken
Is not being suicidal
Though that certainly is a part
Broken
Isn't when the pieces don't fit
Or you keep trying
But it keeps falling apart
Broken
Means not knowing what to do
With those pieces
Broken
Is being unable to meet people's eyes
Because you don't know what the hell
You're doing there either

Broken
Is 3:40 AM
Looking into the eyes
In the mirror