Broken

Broken dreams and broken raps

Broken backpacks without straps

Broken this and broken that

Broken gold and broken crap

Broken hearts and broken minds

Broken guts and insides

Everythings breaking every day

What else do I need to say

Im broken down deep within

But now my soul search must begin

I’ve broken him and I’ve broken her

And laid them aside of there

Alongside my broken rymes

 were created inside my broken minds

in my heart I’ve commited no crimes

but sometimes our flaws are like windchimes

blowing in the wind unnoticed by most

but noticed by those who count the most

I’ve broken hearts and go-karts

I’ve broken ends and some starts

But of all I’ve broken in my life

I’ve broken my fear of pain and strife

With fear alone will I lose my way

So my broken pieces have to stay

Glued together with pride and will

Only time will tell, or heal