I am emotionally broken
And emotionally put together.

Physically broken and,
Physically put together

I am full of rain and cloud, storming through me, creating a storm that ends only on the sunny days that the flowers grow and I am a garden, waiting for more growth.

I am emotionally broken through the words that have pierced through my mind.
I am emotionally put together by the hands catching me at the bottom of an endless pit.
I am physically broken through the hits I've felt from strangers.
And physically put together by my own words that I've repeated over and over,
Having no other choice but to listen to myself.