Broken
I don't ever want to be broken.
I don't want to lie on the floor sobbing about the paid I cant make go away.
I don't want the heartbreak or witness the pain of watching you walk away from me.
I want hold someone.
I want to hide my face in someones chest and stay there.
I want to be lying on the floor crying from laughter.
I don't want to be alone.
But I don't want to be broken.
I don't want to stay broken.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world