A weak heart,
Falling apart,
Just like a house of cards.
Pieces fall,
Scattered all around,
Broken parts of me.
Look around,
In the mess I've found,
Parts of what I used to be.
In the wind,
nothing feels real,
Like I'm barely holding on.
But I'll try,
To find myself again,
Even from the smallest piece.
With each card,
I place with care,
I'll stand up stronger,
Ready to face the storm.
For even when things break,
We can find a way to make,
Something new, something whole.
And I won't stop trying
to put my own parts back together
to find myself again.
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Chaos In My Mind
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