Splitting apart
Peeling into two.
Too many lies that I've grown up into.
Being ripped in half
A memory of the past
But glass never breaks down the middle.
Broken pieces shattered on the floor
Be careful were you step or you'll get hurt more.
I'm torn down the middle because I can't choose.
I'd rather stay with me than live with you two
Separately

-Divorce from a child's perspective
Jillian Jade