Broken pieces of my soul

Are you broken? the world enquires.
Their words deceiving their sarcastic self,
"No, I am fine", is all that I say
For I know, I only can hold the broken pieces together.
I only can teach myself to live,
I only can fix the broken pieces of my soul.

And I wonder, why does it pain each time life slays you.
You were the one to deceive yourself,
You always knew it would hurt.
Now, when it finally did hurt
Why cry, why lament!
Why act as if you didn't see it coming.
The hot cauldron of oil boiling to purge your soul
Mocks the broken pieces which lay faltering.
It's time you pulled it together,
It's time you realise
You only can fix the broken pieces of your soul.

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