You left me broken
Broken and in shambles.
I was a glass window, stained by the life I live.
Before you saw my texture and beauty
I was great.
I had so much light that went through the glass of my life.
And all the colors of my life were bright and new.
But then I caught your eye..
Or so I thought.
You only saw the short term value
But I was incapable of seeing past the glaze in your heart.
I let you take advantage of my shiny, bright, colorful glass
You played with me too rough.
Flirted with the glass ahead of you
And changed me.
My colors.
And the tint of my heart.
Painting over those bright colors with
Black. Blue. Purple. and Red.
You pushed me too far and broke me.
Now I lie here, broken. Demolished, and humiliated.
As time lags on and on and on, I wait.
I see you around.
Always, always window shopping.
You made me feel damaged.
Never able to be fixed.
But you know what?
Since you broke me some of those horrible
colors you put on me have washed away.
Some will be there forever, but that is okay.
You know why?
Cause someone soon is going to put me back together.
And I will never get put together perfect,
Because all those colors that have stained me
have made something so beautiful.
I illuminate through the sunlight and all my colors show.
I won’t have to hide my past.
Because he will have helped me put it all back together.
Broken and in shambles.
I was a glass window, stained by the life I live.
Before you saw my texture and beauty
I was great.
I had so much light that went through the glass of my life.
And all the colors of my life were bright and new.
But then I caught your eye..
Or so I thought.
You only saw the short term value
But I was incapable of seeing past the glaze in your heart.
I let you take advantage of my shiny, bright, colorful glass
You played with me too rough.
Flirted with the glass ahead of you
And changed me.
My colors.
And the tint of my heart.
Painting over those bright colors with
Black. Blue. Purple. and Red.
You pushed me too far and broke me.
Now I lie here, broken. Demolished, and humiliated.
As time lags on and on and on, I wait.
I see you around.
Always, always window shopping.
You made me feel damaged.
Never able to be fixed.
But you know what?
Since you broke me some of those horrible
colors you put on me have washed away.
Some will be there forever, but that is okay.
You know why?
Cause someone soon is going to put me back together.
And I will never get put together perfect,
Because all those colors that have stained me
have made something so beautiful.
I illuminate through the sunlight and all my colors show.
I won’t have to hide my past.
Because he will have helped me put it all back together.