broken down
Who were you before they broke your heart?
Can you even remember?
Can you think of a time when you were happy with the person you saw in the mirror?
Do you remember when you were so carefree you’d dance in the moonlight?
Do you remember when you were so imaginative you thought you had a whole galaxy hidden under your bed?
Do you remember when you were so happy the only thing you wore on your face was a smile?
What did they do to you?
How did they break you down so much?
Can you still recognize your own reflection?
What are you going to do?
I mean, if you aren’t who you were then…
And if you don’t know who you are now?
What will you do now?