a picture with a broken frame

the shattered image of a life i once had

the thoughts of alone, regret, what could have been

the pieces cant fit back together

why even try again

what others see isnt whats real

just whats made up to give the appearence

their is even more but who cares to look

can we ever get our life back

i cant explain it

i dont feel bad

i never look back

i never regret

 so dont look at the picture

look at the frame that holds it together.