Broken, I see you
Hurting, I feel you
Always wanted to be you
You are alive
Broken
Broken Down
Never understood it
But now I get it
So often you see it
You are alive
Broken
Broken Down
You left me, you had to
Hurting, I missed you
I saw the real you
You are alive
Broken
Broken Down
Broken Down
Broken Down
In a tapestry of ink, she finds her skin, A woman with tales woven within. Her body, adorned with symbols and art, But beneath the surface, her ego embarks. Each
Words ran out a long time ago Some will ask, “Where did they go?” Many will ponder but nobody knows My mind rode a box car to a distant land
Trying to weep, but the tears won’t come Life pressures building, wanna come undone I look for release in unique places Because I see the chagrin in familiar faces. I