I’m just a girl with a broken heart,
Broken dreams
Just waiting to sail the seas
Wondering what I’ll be
I’m empty inside
No way to fill it
Like an old rusty pan
With nothing in it
I’m sweet on the outside
Shattered on the inside
Not harmful & totally kind
It’s because I climbed that latter of mine
I use it every day
Just trying to keep the pain away
It doesn’t seem to die down or go away
They seem to bring it back day after day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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