Everything wasn’t handed to me on a fancy silver platter

Maybe because everything I hold, just shatters

I always pick the pieces up

Putting them together

Even if they don’t fit with each other

Mend and break

How much long would this take?

Just bear with me for a while

I will please you until its fine

Just excuse an emotional wreck

Speaking her heart out for a worthless check


No time to feel emotions

Because there are other options

No time to acknowledge sorrows

Because it is just too narrow

No time to adjust for fun

Because if I do that, I need to catch-up

No time to heal what I feel

Because I’ll just drown and sink

No time to say this out loud

Because there is no sound