My mother softly whispers in my ear,
Trickling down my face are tears,
A fracture, a break,
A shatter, a heartache,
A wound that can never heal,

Maybe I’ll bend or maybe I’ll break,
Sometimes I’ll feel like I’m just made of steel
Neither flexible nor strong but just breaking apart

Slowly I try to keep a straight face,
Then I’ll go and curl up in my safe place
Waiting for it all to go away
but no it never leaves it's going to stay

As I quietly shed tears hopeful but sad,
All I think is that I’m not me anymore but maybe I’m glad
Then suddenly all changes and I’m a little mad
At the world, I don’t know at my parents maybe so

At my siblings definitely not at my school most likely no, but
Maybe I’m confused or Maybe I’m bruised,
Maybe I’m frightened or Maybe I’m amused
Who knows what I am or what I can do

But as reality sinks in I know to keep going
I know to not stop
I know to keep running
Maybe if I stay, Maybe if I calm down
I won’t feel the emotions slowing me down

Who am I kidding would that be true

I’m still me
just a little broken,
just a little beaten,
just a little saddened,
But still, staying hopeful through now and forever