i am nothing more than the atoms that make up my body the sadness that has washed over me is like a flood that never goes away and most days i feel like a toy broken and malfunctioning from being used at the wrong times by the wrong people i would rip every aspect of my being apart if it meant getting rid of this feeling my body has been sentenced to what do you do when you look in the mirror and hear your insides weep at what is looking back at them? what do you do when you've drawn a black cloud above your head with permanent marker? i pour my heart into a glass vase and give it to you while you stare at me with shaking hands how endlessly ******* stupid am i for that? i never expected you to fix me but i never expected you to break me even worse either my worth is close to nothing and i feel about as useful as a broken record im just a crack in the concrete and youre a perfectly paved road