Broken Glass

When that last grocery store in town
Turned off its automatic doors
The world revolved around departure times

You took the bus, she packed her things
Count broken bottles, she pulled away
From the plateau that was her day-to-day

So let us raise a monument
Or at the very least a toast
Here's to the bed you made out on the couch

I was just a broken kid back then
Always apologizing for things I never did
Was guilt baked in or learned along the way?

Some need a place to fit in, others a place to hide
Some need a god on their side, others are just fine
Some have hunger pains - I'm sure they're barely scraping by
Others have everything they could ever dream of
A hand to hold when all you really want is to let go
Let go



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