i am a series of pieces
that don’t seem to fit together
i’m broken but have to pretend
that i’m okay
fake a smile and go through the days
i am a master
at being everyone but myself
the days
and weeks
and months go by
and it still seems the same
that something’s not right
the shards aren’t fitting together
but i can’t stumble
i can’t fall
i can’t
because falling means failing
and failing means something worse
than i can imagine
and i need to escape
but i can’t (i can’t)
because you can’t escape from yourself
shattered pieces that will never be whole
