Shattered glass

When I see shattered glass I think of myself, how easy it was broken in pieces an never glued back together, my hollowness will last forever, I feel like all those sharp glass ends, emptiness i feel even in a crowded room with friends, feeling like I’m broken an never fixable, my life picking all the irresistible, I choose to pick all of the bad habit I attend to feed, my dangerous love who is to lead? I’m shattered, I’m broken, I’m easy to throw away, why do you even waste your breath on what you need to say? I’m sharp around my edges an cut super deep, my demons come to play as I lay to go to sleep, my mind racing fast speed in my head, the over play of life it’s what’s ahead, I feel constantly the feel of disconsolate, I bring out the definition of what it feels like to hate, when I finally meet the one I thought would be forever I felt kismet, but really I was just the misfit, I can’t be cured from the sickness I’ve endured, why waist time on someone like me? My broken mess can’t keep you infatuated, don’t you see I’m so complicated! I’m everything of what’s waisted time, so don’t let me be the reason for your heart to claim crime, I’m not just the easy clean up mess, I’m all over the place in a million pieces don’t let me be the reason for all yours to stress. I can’t keep holding back the ones I love the most, let me go in silence, I’ll fade like a ghost, so my pain I endure I won’t keep you as my host.