I know how to make it rain,
When I’m broken.
I know how to train the clouds,
To open.
I know how to fake a smile,
When I’m broken.
I know how to train my lips,
To open.
I know how to curb my tears,
When I’m broken.
I know how to train my eyes,
To open.
I know how to be happy, but
When I’m broken,
I know how it rains inside.
Too open.
When I’m broken.
© M.H.