I am broken and healing.
I wonder what else is crushing my adolecent heart.

I hear myself crying in my pillow through the night.

I see myself in the mirror being strangled by sorrow.

I want to truely smile again.



I am broken and healing.

I pretend that everything is all right.

I feel that I am lying to everyone.

I touch my scars that I have inflicted on myself.

I worry if the number will double.

I cry because it hurts.


I am broken and healing.

I understand that its long pass trying again.

I say that I don't love him, when I do.

I dream my determination will be anwsered, as well as my true feelings.

I try not to hope for it.

I hope my adolecent heart heals faster.

I am broken and healing.