Tape and glue

I’m trying to hold myself together

But I feel like I’m falling apart

Little pieces of me are getting left on the road of my life


School dances

My old house

High school

Old friends

Cross country

And now you

I feel like more of me is behind me

Because you made being me easier

And now the part of me that’s left

Is just held together by tape and glue


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