Life is going indescribable
The time is ticking
The days are passing
But here I am
Still in the past
Picking up the broken pieces
To make me whole again
Although some are lost and some are trashed
Still here I am sitting on the ground
Fixing the unfixable
Like putting the puzzle back together
Even though the pieces are missing
I wonder where they are
Are they really in the trash or it's all just in my head?
Here I am still in the past, trying to fix it all
Am I really worth the try?
Perhaps use the glue or the nails
Even though they don't stick, they don't mend
Is it really worth the shot?
Fixing the unfixable.
-M/A