BrokenA Poem by ayeshahmdBecause I can't tell!
I am broken. not by wealth, by heart! I weep through my nights and mend myself every morning. I have created this shield to protect the stories inside me. At the end of the day when I come home, I come out of the Armour that I created in the morning and allow myself to break, fall apart. I am lost. In my own Shadow I try to hide. They say what we see is not the actual story, its the story people wants us to see. You see through others eyes, make decisions over their reaction, hurt yourself by someone you love and be broken on your own.
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