Broken
All the remains
in this room full of self
seem weary and sick
tired of hope, eternal days
Then I thought I was wise
for the eleventh mistake
and it cuts just as bad
’cause you shouldn’t've cared
But the light was so bright
and my arms craved to shine
take the warmth, hold me once
cover me, tie me around
Take my hand, hold me tight
For I am broken inside
