I woke up one day and find myself broken into pieces..
Like a glass splintered within the entire place. Some parts have been missing. It’s difficult to pick up all those parts and make it whole again. Every time I try to gather each of them, I can’t avoid hurting myself unintentionally. No matter how hard I try to fix that glass, it’s no use. It will still be that same broken glass on the floor.
As I look on it, I see myself in different angles.
I know things will never be the same again.