There once was a young girl
all happy and full of life
she didn't have any worry or strife
till life turned everything on its head
and life then was damaged instead
the sweet young girl everyone knew
is now broken in two
her heart and mind shattered all the way through
and even when the new day was almost due
there were still cracks that she couldn't fix with glue
she tried to hard to pick them up
but it seemed she run out of luck
and all that remained there
was nothing it was all bare
and even if you see the light of hope
you may tremble and choke
because once again everything is broke
when we trip and fall
we all try to get up most of all
but once we are that down
we wear our broken heart like a crown
because if we didn't smile and show
that we learn from life as we grow
pick our selves back up
to try and muster some kind of luck
when all we have are broken pieces
its harder to put back together
even if its now or later
will we ever fix it back the way it was
or will the hurt be lost ..
or will it just get tossed
liked a piece of rolling moss
a life that is broken
cannot be awoken
until you pick up what was broken
and mend your soul and for it to open
even when you see we are all damaged aren't we ?