Broken Dreams That Won't Come True

The glass is shattering, but that''s okay, so are we.
Tears come constantly, smiles come rare.
Days like this are the ones I despise the most.
When all hope seems lost and a scream lurks at the back of my throat.
A scream so loud it would wake up this whole town with secrets and feelings that have been under lock and key.
Even you don't know the hurt I keep so well inside.
Insides threatening to spill out in thousands of different directions.
Bruises refusing to fade.
Walls starting to colapse with me still inside
Razorblades haunting me as I try not to slip back into my own ways
But daring, it's you who has made me this way.