The Beautiful and Broken

When all else fails, the broken prevail,
My words are unspoken, for the silence is broken.
Nobody hears, through bloodshed and tears,
We're the ones chokin', we're the beautiful and broken.
We don't see the same, we have different eyes,
The pain is to blame for our different and queer lives.
Perhaps I've reached insanity, for this cannot be happening,
We're the products for the world to see, we're the dark and pretty.
We're no longer ashamed. no longer afraid,
We have opened our arms to darkness and death.
All for except, and you mustn't forget,
Us, the beautiful and broken.