All I See.

I look around me, and broken glass is all i see. Everything. shattered beyond repair. It would maybe be ok, if you were there. The pieces of glass, they tell a broken story. Of a girl, whose life went up in ruins. A girl like me. And if you look close enough, Maybe you can see. That once, I knew how to be happy. But as the years passed, I saw that it couldn't last. I knew that anything good, Always has an end. Slowly, I was broken. Torn in two. And I never would have thought, It would be over you. And as I take another look around me, The broken glass is all I see.