Broken

I know,

I’m complicated.

A person with flaws

and self-hatred.

Just like a puzzle with missing pieces,

a book with  torn pages,

and a boat with  holes.

No matter how you search for the missing pieces of the puzzle, you’ll never find it.

No matter how you restore the torn pages of the book, it will never be the same.

No matter how you patch the holes of the boat, it will never be fix.

Please,

Don’t save me.

In the end you’ll regret it,

if you try to fix a broken person you’ll end up broken instead.

-A.G.M