Beyond Repair

You know,
I don't know what to say.
What do I have to do to explain?
Do I need to tell you what happened,
what happened to make me this way?

I'll only tell you a few,
cause my name goes deeper than time.
It is like the waters don't even understand,
a realm of understanding unmade.
Because I'm only one girl,
in a wave of humanity.

Emotion is what goes in my name,
collision of space slows to my speed.
I show all the scars and wimpers,
nothing transending the journey made.
This is what happens in life,
but it is what you do to fix it makes the scars.

Nothing goes into a name like the smiles you create,
did I make any though?
Every smile is plastered without a hope,
that is what it is like to be broken.
Nothing goes through your mind the beat of your heart,
even though my heart beets no longer.

Something inside is worn to the tick,
like a clock.
Nothing is what it seems,
till you don't hear the bell once more.
It is compared to the suttle emotion,
the cracking of the face we make for ourselves.

I just one person,
but I hold the burden of the word,
I'm just I doll to be thrown,
but never to be fixed again,
Till you come in the future,
I'm a doll without a sound.

This is what it is like to be beyond repair,
something so small and unnoticable.
No one sees till you tear up,
then they see the truth through it all.
I'm a emotional mistriss with nothing to hold,
a broken doll in the corner of the room.