7.14.2010

broken girl

it's four in the morning
they scream, they wait
nothing's changing
it's a life too late
I'll touch, i'll watch
but never feel, never see
when they move closer
they're hurting me

and i am broken
although they have eyes to see
the world can't see me
and i am broken
they told me i'll get better soon
they told me lies just to get by
the empty stares the lonely glares
i am broken
the girl who cried
to be alive
can't sleep tonight
because the world is on her shoulders
and she is broken
broken world
broken girl, broken girl

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