A million tiny pieces, a world fractured
A mind hell bent on self destruction
A million fighting voices, shouting, whispering,
A soul deaf to comfort or reason
A million good reasons to stop this
A heart that bleeds by its own decision
A million perfect plans lay in tatters
Logic resides not in houses of desperation
A million other people resuming broken lives
Why can’t I?
I thought I knew best, I know only failure.
A million ways to let you down
Take your pick
It will take only one to break in two
A million battles, my own worst enemy
And yours too
If you let me take too much control
A million times I should love me, but I never
Find a way
To communicate this. The point is moot.
A million ways to break
Into a million tiny pieces
A million reasons to make you
But a million ways to fail
A million perfectly good reasons
And a million perfect plans
But a million little voices
Stop me right there in my tracks.