Pencil in hand, trying to imagine a more perfect world
One that wouldn't break an already broken girl
Looking at each and every line, already seeing what wasn't even wrote
Putting little witty lines together of things you wish you had once spoke
You pour your heart out, telling it all
The things that eventually made you fall
The things that you used to believe in
All the battles you've yet to lose and the ones you wanna win
Your favorite symbol drawn around the edges, a perfect broken heart
knowing that you where gonna lose this battle before you reached the start
Love is so overrated....fake hearts drawn by hand
Why do we make it out to be so grand
Trying to imagine a perfect life, could something of such high standards ever be real???
Lost because you don't know what to think, believe, or to most importantly feel
Ripping pieces of paper up you just can't get it right
To lost in the tunnel to ever see the light
Your about to end it all, give up and leave this world...
The world that had broken you, a already broken girl...
But then you think it through and finally understand.....
Depending on your wound, how long it will take to mend
Years pass and now you can finally see, everthing can't be perfect
But when you are broken behond tape and glue, promise yourself you'll never forget
Perfect is so overrated, and maybe there is a world.....
That can fix a broken girl....
That was wonderful!!! My god, i just cant believe how you can write like this, you just have the touch of a poet, my poetry is just standard. But you know you painted the picture of me and anyone who write depressing poems to take their life away in their poetry in this one. but very deep and a touch that burns<3