B R O K E N D R E A M S

you look at her she is a broken face, a lost faith, a mess in between, a bless can't be seen, butterflies covering her cracks, hiding from everyone her brain attacks, get close, a little closer you will notice her exposure, a galaxy of stars which hidden inside, a crowded brain, a busy mind, she is just covered by dust of time, of problems, people and of trying to rhyme, a broken dreams that left a scar, an angelic heart is trapped in a jar .