Bent But Not Quite Broken
I wish things could be different
Most Days I feel like I got nothing left
I try to be where I'm most needed
but I don't really know where that is
Days go by with no one to talk to
I feel like I'm drowning but no one hears me cry
I long for better days, in countless ways
but it feels like it's all just slipping away
My heart aches, damn near breaks
I'm bent but not quite broken
I wish that I could awaken
From this utter madness and crushing sadness
It seems like there's no end in sight to this loneliness inside
I don't know if I can make it
I'm going through the motions
Trying to find my way back to the light
Copyright © Jennifer Cannon | Year Posted 2020
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