Broken

Another day of school passes,
A tear for every day is cried,
Silently and secretly,
The girl cries her tears.

From what does she run from?
For why does she cry?
Who causes her to feel the stress?
What prevents her from letting it out?
Questions run along a never-ending stream.

The stream runs through her,
It doesn't stop-not even for a moment,
She doesn't feel it there,
Nor does she feel Friday passing by

Time seems to have stopped,
But it really hasn't done that.
The girl is the one who has frozen there untouched,
All the while, minutes blow paste her.

Lately, all she can think of is the past,
She doesn't think much of what has yet to come,
The past can't be revised,
While the future is always changing,
Yet why is it the past she holds onto when the future is in her grasp?

She's suffering from stress and the miseries of school,
But she is not the only one,
She wishes a happy birthday to her piano teacher,
But her wishes are no longer filled with selfless hope,
Greed, envy, lust...three of the seven are filling up in place of her wishes.
She silently dreams of summer...her dream washes away the troubles.

Drip. Drip. Drip.
The dreams are all drizzled away.

Her sleeping is irregular,
Her eating can be counted as that too,
Eventually everything will balance out,
But for now, she is quite doomed.

Not only is her procrastinating affecting her,
It is affecting those whom she works with,
She sends a deep apology,
An apology that doesn't reach far enough,
But is the best that she can do.

The girl is running away from the problems she will have to face eventually,
She is turning away from those who only try to cure her,
She is resisting the flow of cure if only to hold onto the past,
The river of hope is always running low.

She will have to stop this foolishness,
It is unexplainable how this will be done,
She will finally break free from these habits one day,
It is written. Irrevocably so.

She is trying now.
Procrastination. Mood Swings. Unforeseeable stress.
She is breaking this binds to the best of her ability.
Wish her luck and provide her strength.
See her to the end...the shattering has begun.