Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall,

Humpty Dumpty had a great fall,

All the kings horses and all the kings men,

Couldn't put Humpty back together again.

Who says you can piece your self back together?

If you brake, if you truly shatter you never could, never can.

In pieces on the floor, some in hatred, some in love, in loathing, happiness, fool. My self cracked, my emotions scattered, my life becoming nothing more than a hole.

I try to pick them all up, place them back in the puzzled called me, but some don't quite fit anymore.

I'm not the same, some parts must be shaved, and some left lost on the floor.