"It is okay to be vulnerable, broken, and it is okay to cry at times."
We are all broken, yet some pieces seem to fit together.
"I am nobody.
I don't belong to any nation.
I don't belong to any religion.
I don't belong to any political party.
I am simply an individual; the way existence created me."
I look into those big brown eyes,
Ask without words.
Are you willing to accept me?
With the sharp edges and broken pieces.
I may cut you; I may hurt you,
Are you willing to see past what the world has done?
Into my soul and see what it holds.
Will you be my guide?
To walk back into life.