Broken

Sit down and read me like a book
Don’t judge me just by my look
Like every other human, I too
need to be love more and more

Friends do not draw near
Dying without notice is all I fear
Living with a broken heart
Only adds pain to my body parts

Acting like I’m all strong
Perhaps that’s where I have gone wrong
I needed someone to lean on
But it seems I only have me, myself and I

I believe things will get better
But will things ever get better?

I look inside the mirror, I hate what I see
All the lies hidden behind my mask
when I pull it off my face

I hope things will be fine
I’m tired of this life of mine
I wish for great things to happen
But in the end will I ever by happy?