Broken Shards
Amongst the masses I smile
But that smile doesn't reach my eyes
Surrounded by my friends
I've never felt more alone
These silent pauses where my eyes get clouded
Are the times when the truth begins to leak out
Are the malevolent thoughts that wreak havoc upon me seen?
Sitting here with those close to me
The feeling of isolation sets in
Just how lonely I've let myself become
My eyes analyze and dissect all,
Is someone dissecting me?
Who am I truly?
When I cry in the dark
And laugh with company
Which broken shard is truly me?
Philosophy defines me well
Perhaps it is this great mind that thinks too much
Why I'm broken and abandoned
Why I try to act on instinct
So that I won't be alone
Many facets reveal different aspects of me
Some see someone strong and brave
Others see a broken child child weeping for love
Which broken edge is who I am?
Beating hearts all around
Warmth radiates off of them
Their own demons locked away
They too hold fake smiles
I see the cracks
I sympathize when I see they too, have broken shards
These shards unite us all
As well as keep us trapped in the hell of solitude
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