If your hand could reach inside my heart what would you do with it?

Would you take my broken pieces and put them back where they fit?

If your eyes could see inside my head how would you react?

Would you only see me for all the things I lack?

If you could see the worst parts of me would they outweigh the best?

Or would you love them like you do the rest.

These are questions I ask myself.

When I'm lonely and really need help.

But I've found the answers to be lacking.

So I'll pretend I'm okay as I'm cracking.