I tell my friends im ok

That's a lie

I tell my friends im happy

That's a lie

I tell my friends about home

That's true

I tell my friends i love them

That's true

I tell everyone im Satisfied

That's a lie

I tell everyone im good

That's a lie

I tell everyone my story

That's true

I tell everyone i have plenty of friends

That's true

But Inside, im dead

Im unhappy,

Unsatisfied,

Un-wanted,

And unneeded.

No one wants me

No one wants to deal with me

Everyone wants me to be happy

Everyone wants me to be safe

But that can’t happen

Mishandled once and crushed.

I’m in a million little pieces

I can’t be put back together

No matter how hard you try

No matter how hard you want to

It won't happen

I'm in a million little pieces…

Missing little bitty pieces…

Broken, forever,

Broken pieces of what used to be…

Never what I am now.