Some years I wrote "Not Broken". It was about not feeling the need to be fixed. Today I am still my own unique self and I don´t need anybody, a man or a woman to glue me up. But reflecting upon my thoughts I have discovered that I am broken. I am beautifully broken and damaged. I have scars and open wounds. I remain the same woman, the same fire, but I am also agony, and despair, I had suffered and I can only imagine my heart breaking even more with time.
So I am broken, and sometimes when I need to glue my pieces together I´ve discovered that there are some of them that I can no longer find.
