Broken pieces of me
Shattered life, distant dreams
Playing through my mind
Memories of why I don't feel free
It's been taking so much time
All these years that have passed me by
Not accepting the brutal truth
That I've been damaged since my youth
Born into this world different
Feeling like a misfit
Lost and alone and trying my best
It seems I just don't get it
And here I am today
Trying to describe my feelings on these pages
While the fire deep within my soul
Cries, and pleads, enrages
And I scribble some more thoughts
And think many more things
And wonder about my life
And whether the good can ring
I wonder where I belong
Where I can truly be
For now I'm learning to truly accept
This broken piece of me

💫Little Note💫 It's okay to love the "broken pieces" of yourself. And by the way, you're not broken. Just different or been through a lot. And that's okay. Always know that you're loved, cared for, I promise there are people who understand you, and want you to be successful and happy. Genuinely. Give your "broken pieces" more love, they deserve it too. You wouldn't be who you are without them.

🤍🌹Thank you so much for reading. I always appreciate all the kindness, encouragement, and inspiration from all your works too! Keep going, keep smiling, never give up. You got this. Wishing everyone the very, very best🌹🤍

© Sierra321