I am ashamed At how broken i am. I apologize For the amount of stress I may cause in the midst of your Efforts of trying to keep me held together. I apologize that i continue to fall apart Before your glue has time to dry. I apologize That every time you pick a piece of me up, Yet another breaks. I am trying. You are fixing me slower than i am breaking, And i am ashamed. Thank you. Thank you for not giving up On a broken piece of nothing.