Pieces

Whats so great about picking up the pieces

the pieces of my broken heart

 the pieces of my shattered soul 

 the pieces that have been striped away

 to make room for more

all the pieces that were worn and torn

and battered by the media 

the pieces to afraid to be seen

but so much apart of me to be unseen by truth

all the pieces of me make me who I am

and I'll be damned if I live in the rubble of all those who

are nothing but pieces  so fragile

that a little wind breaks them .

 

Author's Note

this is for all the people to afraid to show their true selves