Broken

She Sits There Looking In The Mirror 
Staring At The Broken Pieces That Stare Back At Her.
She Cant Recognize Herself Who She Was Or Has Been Has Been Lost 
Something She Couldnt Have Forseen.

So As She Brushes Her Kinky Curly Hair And Paints Her Face With Makeup 
She Facades The Dark Empty Brokeness That She Feels Lives Inside Her.
As She Get Ups To Start Her Day With That Fake Smiled Plastered Across  Her Face
She Thinks To Herself Where Did I Go Wrong?

She Silences Her Thoughts When Her Ms.Perfect Look Starts To Falter 
Tears Filling Her Eyes And Emotions Pushed To The Back Of Her Mind,
Nothing More She Wanted Than To Be Whole Not An Empty Vessel 
Wind Running Through It Because Its Filled With Shattered Pieces And Holes.

She Thought She Could Fix Herself But Realized That She Broke The Pieces 
That Were Torn Apart Further. 
And As She Walks Through That Door Wiping A Tear That Seems To Be Almost Dry
She Finally Claims Her Reality And Reveals The Fact That She Broken.