i'm tracing my history and i realize that it all adds up
always being told that i'm crazy but they never had all the pieces to the puzzle and i didn't know that i did either but i found some lying in the back room and i put it together so that the puzzle was complete and it all makes sense
i'm tracing my history and i realize that it all adds up
my mom always told me: "tootey logon ki tooti kahaaniyaan" which translates to "broken people's broken stories" and today i realize where my cracks were
it is good to know even if they can't be fixed or healed or filled with gold at least i know when i will flinch where the cuts are open where the pieces are so sharp that they will draw blood upon a single touch