Broken.

Broken.

Everything is broken.

My mind, my heart, my happiness.

Everything is broken.

Except for my sadness.

My sadness is more complete than it ever was.

But does it have a cause?

Let's take a pause.

And think about it.

My heart is broken, broken than it ever was.

Where are the pieces? I forgot to pick them up.

They were as fragile as a pup.

Oh, I forgot. You threw away the pieces, you also broke my heart.

Don't worry, I won't expect a brand new start.

There won't ever be a restart.

Everything is broken, so is my world.

You told me you loved me, I took your word.

I guess, that was false.

Everything is broken,

and you are the cause.