A Sonnet

Broken mended pieces

You tryna fix all the reasons

Glass heart and stoned brain

Tell me why I ain't being sane

Let go, is the continuous scream

No I can't, pain doesn't make you weak

But what if you have it all wrong

Came here fixing, portraying strong

But maybe giving in is weak

Tryna understand what this heart needs

'Follow your heart', and why not the brain

Fix the damned, isn't what all the legends say?

    Still thou cannot be a beautiful symphony

    All is left is to feel shallow indecisively

-Arya Ruth