The Glass pain is cracked
Weaving the web that would
Bring a spider to tears
Till it breaks
Now at your feeet sit the,
The Shatered peices of my soul
All for you, all of me is there
For you, nothing is left to hide
Nothing you cant see though
Please be careful with my soul
Its fragile and broken
It may need work to be peiced back together
But it is all yours,
Ever thing i am is yours
I give it willingly
I dont know what you will do with it
But please dont throw this Away its,
It's all i have left
I no longer have the will to pick up the peices
With all that i am,
Please, Help me show you how i fit together
And help me fill in the peices.
Cause a circle cant fit where a square should be.