Poems from busybee

Your tears shake me and your smiles make me When I pray it's your name that first comes to me. Before me, I think of you. I look at myself...
I am broken but I am not I have lost but I have not I didn’t have a chance but I have Because hope does not leave It insists to sustain me...
Surrounded all around are things of all kind things I cant function without but things that i dont need my need is what I have to find when...