This news would break you
Your bones, your heart, and
Everything about you that can break.
There’s nothing like knowing yourself
The only thing other than that,
Is absolute absolute misery.
People would smile and stab you
One thing public opinion is,
Lead you up, and drop.
Above God, there’s no air
So rest your wings, and
Fly where God’s eyes can see.
These news would break you
And when it does, pick your pieces
and fix a better you.