Broken

I guess I’m sick of the word broken

Because surely that means you can’t be fixed

And maybe my feelings can’t be spoken

But it sure would be nice to be missed…

I feel like a part of me’s crushed

blistered and ruptured and burst

So maybe I’m keeping this hushed

But I’m so sick of being hurt

There’s a sadness to my heart

A heavy feeling in my chest

I’m so scared of falling apart

And I feel life’s a constant test.

A tear’s just a tear, crying won’t help

But maybe my wounds will heal

And maybe one day, the pain that I’ve felt

Will actual make me feel real

But I guess I’m sick of the word broken

Because surely that means you can’t be fixed

And maybe my feelings can’t be spoken

Still, It sure would be nice to be missed…

Clara

(Note: This is my heartfelt apology. This is not a love song. This is me saying sorry in a not very good way to Clara. Happy snow?)

Where did Clarente start?

Was it in the pits of my broken heart.

Why wouldn't they let it go?

I loved you like a sister in the arms of a battle,

Fighting too and thro.

Did it start when we stopped being queens?

The shippers went carzy as we burst at the seams.

When the curtains closed fate was sewn.

Bandmate, sister, not lover,

We made the Fangirls choke.

I screwed up.

I made a mistake.

I'm waiting for you.

Your emails late.

I went wrong.

Said a silly little thing.

You'd make the greatest queen,

If only you could find your king.

They screamed from the side as,

We fought through their tides.

We'd battle, brains against braun.

They'd cheer us on while you mourned,

For your normal and simple life, 

Before you took on all of this strife.

You were a little defeatist,
You'd say you couldn't go on.
But even battles you lost you secretly won.
You'd put me down, keep me there.
Only cared for the cash.
What you didn't expect was,
The unstoppable crash.

I screwed up.

I made a mistake..

I'm waiting for you.

Your emails late.

I went wrong.

Said a silly little thing.

You'd make the greatest queen,

If only you could find your king.

He'd be tall, he'd be smart, he'd be wise.

He'd be posh, pretentious and he'd marvel at your eyes.

He would bow, maybe sing, he would wish you away.

Your reward, your great king, he'd be your everything.

Forgive me sister.

For word I have said.

You didn't deserve the Hell that came out my head.

Forgive me sister.

My words came out wrong.

I tried to push you away cause you're too strong..

I screwed up.

I made a mistake.

I'm waiting for you.

Your emails late.

I went wrong.

Said a silly little thing.

You'd make the greatest queen,

If only you could find your king.

If only you could find your king.

If only you could find your king.