A broken heart,
Is like a broken mirror,
Its better broken,
Instead of hurting your self,
Trying to put it back together.
Its just another mess to clean,
Aching to make it stop,
Blood spills,
Spirits tossed.
Nothing but a broken mirror,
Nothing more then a reflection,
To take the pieces and put them back together,
But to many pieces.
There's many ways to fix something broken,
But haven't found the secret,
To see yourself,
To see the reflection of someone different,
Is it possible to be fixed?
I just leave the mirror on the ground,
Maybe now i wont get hurt,
From the people who see.