she is broken

she opened the window
felt the cold wind
let it come
nothing could ever hurt her
deny her or desert her
she is numb

once a body feels anough pain
there is never enough rain
to thoroughly cleanse the wound
now her softness is her shield
her compassion a sword to wield
she's immune to love

she is broken
pieces scattered
for the morning sun to warm
she was vulnerable
he was apathetic
part of her is broken
evermore

tear-stained eyes look up to heaven
praying for internal peace
looking for a god
racked with anger; shocked with pain
shameful and lamed
she was bleeding in vain

she is broken
pieces scattered
for the morning sun to warm
she was vulnerable
he was apathetic
part of her is broken
evermore

he thinks she's oversensitive

the sun rises
forget the night before
pick up the pieces off the floor
you have permission
to slam the door

girl, it's ok to cry
when there's no one on your side
you don't wanna be understood
his heart is empty to you
you played him as your guru
don't feel penetrated by laughter

she is broken
pieces scattered
for the morning sun to warm
she was vulnerable
he was apathetic
part of her is broken
evermore



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