wish you could see my faCE
bruises and cracks fill it in
but no, no you cant see
because this pain is under skin deep
let yourself unwind
broken i lay found
this pain you can only read
from stories and lousy poetry
tears fill in the extra sound
off of this your hate will feed
pack up your boxes
hit the door
falling, falling
crushing me into the floor
i become peices of glass that you couldnt hold
a puzzle
forever a broken mold