Broken

Part I
Why do we try to act so brave,
When we're a broken puzzle that's left to be saved?
Just how are we supposed to piece ourselves together,
When we're only being held together by the words "it's okay?"
Next to me is time that runs forever.
Is it just me, or am I the only one who can't be changed?

Part II
I've broken down too many times.
Would you care to listen sometime?
I've wasted too many tears on sleepless nights,
Even though people have told me it's not alright.
It's always been "stay strong and fight through it.
Hide your fears because you're weak if you show it."
But at the end of the day, I can't keep it in.
Can I start over? Where do I begin?

Part III
It's okay to show weakness, because no one's perfect in the end.
Don't build a tough wall around yourself, because you know it's all just for pretend.
Ripping ourselves to pieces, simply being torn to shreds,
Stop being self-conscious of what others have said.
You're so much more than what's going on inside your head.

It's never too late to start over.
It's never too late to start now.
Even though it seems impossible.
Even if we don't know how.
It's okay to be afraid of change.
It's okay to make mistakes.
Life is a game of trial and error.
It'll take more than one day to make that change.

July 30, 2022