Here I lay
Shattered on the ground
Pieces of my soul
Scattered like an endless puzzle
Picking myself up
One piece at a time
Watching as another falls away
Jagged edges of my life
Not fitting together right
If only I had a picture
Showing the path I should take
Hands bleeding immensely
Working so hard to hold the pieces
Crumbling into smaller ones
Slipping through my fingers
Tear forms in my eye
The only piece thats whole
Splattering on the rough ground
Where I stay
For everyone to see
Poor and broken
Pieces of me.
