You left me shattered...
Broken into millions of pieces...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEgoXCVhHmY
And I'm not strong enough as the song said. I'm still broken, I'm still shattered...
I'm still falling down into your rude last words. "I hate you". I believe that you don't hate me right now but once, you did it. I can't understand. I can't go on and pass your page because you still hurts.
Maybe I'm a fool. Maybe I was blinded. Maybe it was because of me. Maybe...
You left me shattered. But it isn't all the truth I was shattered when you arrived in my life. I've been shattered since I can remember. Sometimes I link all my pieces but the machine never worked. So when you're gone something on the inside has broken forever. And now I still walk down the street and a little thing is chinking since you decided to hate me.
I look to my furry pellet. It's a perfect machine. It watches me when it's hungry, it calls me when it needs me, it eats, sleeps, walks, lies up perfectly. Because it isn't broken. I can't sleep without it purr, I can't eat without giving it some food, I can't smile if it is not there. Because it is my only perfect machine.
There's something that is shattered in me. I put back the pieces but I can't see what's wrong or I can't see what's ok.
You left me shattered,
but I'm still under of it.
