i dropped a plate

i dropped a plate once 

and i stood there 

looking at each crack 

and break 

like it would somehow change 

and i 

          waited

and  

          wondered 

hoping for something better 

than what i dropped 


 

i dropped a glass once 

and i stared at you 

anticipating the obvious 

that never happened 

and i couldn't put it back together 

and i knew it would never be fixed 

but i wish it was 

and i wished i could change it 


 

but i can't change it 

no matter how hard 

we try 

we cannot fix 

what will always be broken 

meandpaul

MN

15 years old

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