Broken

Why do the girls cry over the boys that leave them?

Why do the girls tend to their broken hearts whilst boys avoid their broken egos?

Why do the girls grasp at air and the boys run and never look back?

Why is there such a gap between them filled with emptiness, loneliness and sadness?

Everyone is broken.

Why do we continue to live while broken?

Half hazard pieces put together. A passable front, a vulnerable center.

Why do we pretend just to go through the faulty cycle again and again and again?

False hope brings an inescapable hurt.

Save us all.