Its kinda hard to admit it, but my life is completly broken, its ok. There s a lot of us people walking around living our broken lives.. pretending, smiling, sometimes we re really ok for a moment. 

Walking barefeet on broken glass, broken windows, broken dreams, broken pieces of broken hearts.. 

Its never easy, and it will take a lot to fix it. If its fixable.. 

It will take all the things that I do not believe in anymore, and yet still hope that they do exist. That they are for real, and they will come back into my life, or they will come, they will come back into my range of percieving my surrounding.