I have been broken from within,a product of shattered pieces,thrown together over time.

The world looks on as if I am just like the rest,but the truth is the glue on the outside is hiding all of the best.

I have been pieced together from the circumstances of time.

The love,the hate,the trust,the betrayal,the honesty,the lies,

The smiles,the tears,the gains,the loss,the hugs,the beatings

those that are here and those who are gone.

There is more to the broken than things might appear.

I am here for a reason,and the reason is an illusion.

The life I lead may not be what other have dreamed for me,

and its not the life I dreamed of for myself.

but that’s OK,because one day the broken may get better.

and if not,do not be sad,it has all looked the same through the cracks

it is what it is,broken from within