All these broken pieces....
I'm a mess...
I wish they would leave me alone.
I can heal by myself.
But they won't stop..
Everybody needs something...
And I keep caring about them.
What about me...
Who's caring about me while I'm trying to save the world one ****** up person at a time?
At the end of the day it's me with all my responsibility.
I'm a mess...
Is it any wonder why?
I can't carry everyone else.
Just me... and the responsibility.

E.J.M.