Broken We Lay

Come around and listen to a story
Of the ones who battle so called life
The scars carried may be a bit gory
Not fully healed, some never will

There's a woman who has three children
Who loves them with all her heart
But spoiled they become with her blessings
So they bite the hand that feeds with fury

But she doesn't budge, doesn't even cry
She holds it all in for when the doors close
Where she sheds a single tear in the mirror
All the weakness that she can afford to show

Married to a man who cannot show love
But she stays for the children who hate her
Such a twisted love, the binding of a mother
To the ones that she bared of her own womb

Broken we lay, broken we lay
We forgive and forget for another day
Broken we lay, broken we lay
Our emotions don't match what we say

There's a boy who wants to please his family
Following in the failed dream of his father
He tries to become the man he couldn't
And kills himself trying to be someone who he isn't

He puts on a mask and fakes a smile
And goes through pain for goals he doesn't want
All because he wants to please a father
Who will never be satisfied with enough

In the night, he cries himself to sleep
Stares down stairs and wonders what the end would be
No one to trust, no one to confide of what he feels
So he fakes it till there's nothing but his ghost to see

Broken we lay, broken we lay
We forgive and forget for another day
Broken we lay, broken we lay
Our emotions don't match what we say

There's a woman who just hit age twenty
Living alone, disowned by her family
She tries to make it on her own
But falls into the depths of depression

Every night, the nightmares taunt her soul
In the day, the nightmares become the people around
She wants love, but all that she gets is hate
And so she takes it out on her porcelain arms

She looks out a window and sees the ground
Wonders if it'd hurt, if she'd even make a sound
But she swallows a cup of pills and numbs the pain
Thinking of her situation in complete disdain

Broken we lay, broken we lay
We forgive and forget for another day
Broken we lay, broken we lay
Our emotions don't match what we say
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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