“ Sometimes we give too much that we end up losing ourselves “
- Unknown
I am the person who gives but never takes
I am the broken soul that tapes the pieces back together
I am the person that will let people tear them apart for a little
attention …….
I am the broken future …. Unless we can fix it
I am the person who helps but is to independent to receive it
I am the heartbreak , the undiscovered love , i am the plan after the final plan
I am the person who gives but never takes
I am made of bleach and hair ,
i am made of broken glass ,
i am made of the broken hearted
I am lost key that doesn\'t fit a lock
I am made of the broken hearts , the broken souls
I am made of everything but nothing at all
I am made of bad choices , poor decisions , and “happy accidents “
I am the heart broken not the heart breaker
I am myself … and i matter …..
I matter , i matter , i matter
Or maybe i am the lost heart addicted to the sadness
Or maybe ….
I am the broken hearted that is slowly fixing itself
I am the hopeful future …. The fixed future
I am the soul taped back together but nothing can cut the tape
I am the person that will let people tear them apart but I\'m also the person who severs the karma..
I am the too independent for help but I’ve also been hurt by the people who said they would be there when i need them the most
I am the process of finding myself i am the best i could be for myself
I
Am
Myself
And
That\'s
All
I
Can
Be
…
~ Izzie 2016 ~