ShatteredThe sun risesand people feel warmth beneath it,but yet-I still grow colderI'm detached from what they callthe reality we live inand yet,my heart still breakson a daily basisIt refuses to beat on-everyone tells me"oh, you'll get better"but everything upsets me-was this all according to plan?I want to put togetherwhat I shatteredbut it seems it's too latebecause the damage's already carried overand it grew and grewuntil it becameall I ever knew