From Broken Roads to You

Walking down a broken road, I had problems. I had just left a broken

home. I had bottom all just standing on my own for I kept

falling. I knew I probably die all alone. But I really

wanted someone I could hold at night. But I knew that would probably

never be a part of my life. So late at night when the

world was asleep with the dreams, I'd stay awake and think about the craziest things

like the fact that I gave up on all of my dreams. I just sat

there and watched them fall apart at the seams. I was so afraid to lose