This shattered mirror I know so well-
Reflects the secrets Iíd never tell,
Pulling me closer to this self-made hell.
Living a mere shadow of broken heart-
Half a whole, only one part,
Feeling unjoined, where to start?
Super glue wonít work anymore-
What was it I was living for?
Was it love I was searching for?
Didnít I see this coming along-
Or was I too busy singing our song?
As you remained withdrawn?
Never again will I fall too fast-
Only to trip upon the broken glass-
Too fragile to ever last.
Open arms can be the most fragile in the world...