The Cracks

I'll never know what it is to be whole. I've been unhappy since kindergarten. I'm just a bunch of fractures... held together with glue. Cracks in my voice, my smile, the mirror... I am the colour blue. Easier said than done, my chance, my past, my life is out of range... Forever I have been a victim, stone cold I'm about to change. 1:45 A.M. 2-23-2012 ALANDA MCRAE