Friday, November 10, 2017

When the Lady Breaks by Faith Smith

When the lady breaks, she is broken forever
She cannot turn back, for there she lay in never
She dances on the tips of something called misery
For her entire life she was made to be leery

When the lady breaks, she is broken forever
Her life changes like the pull of a lever
She can’t control what is being undone
She crosses her fingers, and hopes for none

When the lady breaks, she is broken forever
She is forgotten like a lone endeavor
She is misplaced by emptiness inside
She is forgotten and put aside like pride

When the lady breaks, she is broken forever
She can’t help herself; she thought she was being clever
She thought that her world would be great
But turns out, it is nothing but fake

When the lady breaks, she is broken forever