Broken hearts mend

Broken hearts mend
In due time
When will my time come
27 years and the pain isn't gone
Seasons have changed
And so have people
With every new season
I've developed new reasons
And there's no reasoning with my heart and mind
In due time
Time, time has not been there for me
Every person has their time
Nobody's ever stayed by my side
I get abandon with regrets, and new empty spacesI’m Every where I go is just another empty place, with empty faces, blank stares
New reasons to leave and pick up my pieces
Pieces are all I have left
I spend my days trying to figure out how to mend the pieces together
New ways to self-destruct
New ways to keep myself contained
After 27 years
I'm still searching for my worth
Haven't found it yet
I keep searching in the wrong placesI’m A lot of new mistakes, newpeople, new phases
Its always been my way
And I just keep crippling myself
In due time broken hearts will mendTime has never been my friend

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