Crystal shards Make up the vases The lockets and rooms That hold our fears Our pain and tears At bay
A shattered mirror Has no reason To exist For it only shows the broken And what we try Our hardest to hide But which we shouldn't
Picking up pieces Putting beauty back together It hurts When with all of your care The shards puncture your skin And you still bleed Red
Try to touch A rose Without thorns In the end It is not a rose But an imposter You can't have beauty without pain There is no such thing
Jutting edges Warn the ones less brave To stay away But if there are no brave What are we left with How do we survive
Scattered fragments Give you nothing but pain Put them back together Create something beautiful And there will be a reason For its existence Not just survival
Gathering all of The lost The shattered Pieces and fragments You can try To put yourself back together But you can only do so much Before you get tired And slip away Left vulnerable And broken
When someone brave Is finally found It is their decision To either destroy you Or put you back together Piece by piece But isn't it sad When only more of us are shattered None are whole Anymore
Fragments are what make us Who we are They make up the world Around us To have something whole Something perfect You first need to have something broken There is no other way to be fixed For the sick needs a doctor Not the healthy
And that is what we are First always broken And not once But now we are fixed Now we are perfect