Broken pieces in your daily life,
Meeting new people who think you are trite,
Trash from the past keeps moving forward,
Is it happiness or disaster that you are running towards?
As your pieces fall in to place,
You wonder if it all came to late.
Are you permanently broken?
Has your passion ever awoken?
Your mask of happiness seems to slip,
As you can’t seem to get a grip.
Is life passing you by?
Can you trust the people in who you confide?
You move one broken pace towards your goal.
But are you really just doing what you where told?