Broken

This poem is about kust what it says.

I'm broken and torn
There are pieces missing from me
Don't ask me where they are
I've lost them along the way

I've been on a long journey
One that has been up and down
Some places lit and other not
Through good and bad

There's a hole gaping in me
And I try to hide it
But now it's begger
And people notice it more

I'm calling for help now
For I don't know what to do
I've patched it over and over
But my patching isn't good enough