I am broken beyond repair,
As I look down upon the pieces that are me,
Only remembering the pain,
And not who I once was.
I can not pick up my pieces anymore,
I have given up the thought of a tomorrow,
Because this glue will no longer stick,
And life will no longer cry my name.
I close my eyes as if I lay in my grave,
And pray for that day,
That the wind will take me,
And I will no longer feel pain.
I am broken beyond repair,
Because I gave up hope,
Because I refused to love,
And now I will die alone.