Used but still wanted,
Broken but still together,
I am not blind but for some reason I cannot always see,
This is just the life of me.
Random interventions to my body and soul with random individuals looking for a toll.
My heart is broken but still I love.
Lost in my mind but my body is still full and present.
My soul and the earth are somehow connected, but here in pieces and shifting in phases.
I see the wrong being done around me and to me but I
Prefer not to speak.
This just the life of me.
Used but still wanted by plenty,
Broken but somehow still together,
I was lost and now I am found,
Always blind but still I can see,
This is just the life I live.