Cracked porcelain doll

A boy made without choice

broken from the start

Cracked waiting to be put together

But as time goes by

He chips just a little more

As everyone who knows he’s breaking

Does nothing because there’s no tape

That could fix that doll

his heart was to broken

They call him fragile

Weak

But he’s carried so much alone

With no hope of someone

Helping him carry the pieces

He’s leaving behind

Pieces of his broken heart…