they wrote my name on a piece of glass and then shattered it into million pieces and there I was broken and broken again so I did what I thought was right and changed my name and my identity with it trying to forget who I was to stop the tears gathering in my eyes when I thought of that broken piece of glass that still lies there on the ground where they left it where they left me the past me at least
AWE as you might have noticed I started writing series of poems in which I try to spill my heart and reflect what is inside of my mind, I think you can tell which are these...well...get-it-together poems