They wanted a hero, They needed one, But I was too broken to be one. Heroes were strong, They knew what they needed to do,
When every flower was tagged perishable, You promised you’d make me durable, Not just durable but eternal, I never knew that material was external, That
That which was supposed to heal me broke me. Looking at her, I didn’t recognize her. She didn’t have the face of love, that my
Let’s talk I want us to talk Talk about how everything hurts I had dreams bout us The perfect image of who we would have
Like a drug I was drawn to him, A man too perfect to grace my sights, I saw my dreams in him, I saw my
Oh how dreadful it is! The mention of a broken heart The seething anger inside the chest, That burns and dares to tear the throat
They call me broken because I cry, They look at me differently, Their eyes call me weak before their lips can utter a word, When
I was taught that the police cared,That they were good, people,That they restored order, and maintained peace,That they were the protectors of our lives,That they
Once there was a global pandemic,One that killed without mercy,But who could have known,That the virus was not that deadly,Compared to the virus that existed
Dear Diary,I saw her today too,I saw her with him,But I didn’t feel a thing,That’s how it should have been,I shouldn’t have felt,But dear diary,Between