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pale, in the dark

half good, half ripped apart

some of me just tries to be okay

but the rest i can't control,

won't be made again in any way

i thought i would be fixed right away

but i still have these feelings inside me,

that are too broken to be whole.

will i ever be saved?

will i ever be complete?

i don't know, i don't know

because the only one who knows that i'm broken,

is me.

i am a broken piece;

even though there's only some pieces living inside me.