Little pieces

Broken and shattered she sits in her room,
Feeling nothing but hatred, sadness, and gloom
All she really wants is to feel happy once more
But every time she tries she gets pushed back to the floor

All of her days are spent alone in her room
Because she's filled with all these feelings of gloom
That are caused by all her friends that lie
About how they feel & most of their lives

She wants to have someone to hold
In her arms to help her heart mold
Back into the way it used to be
Back when she wasn't broken
And back when she was free

But as always things arent what they seem
So she sits on her bed
And watches the streams
Of tears
Fall rapidly
From those beautiful
Hazel eyes.