Broken

by Shaina Ahenger   Nov 27, 2004


I feel broken,
Like I can never be fixed.
It's my heart, it's torn,
And has never united.
The years of sadness,
Make me the way I am today.
I wish I wasn't here,
To suffer, to cry, to hate.
To live in constant suffering,
That most people wouldn't understand.
I try, I hope, I pray,
But nothing ever changes.

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