Broken

I spent my time wondering what am I doing here. What was the point of having done all that?
Am I ready to give up everything
Because I give too much of my heart to things
Am I ready to start from scratch, start again and again

Because I've always had a hard time believing in second chances
I preferred to collapse into pieces
And I ask myself so many times why I'm not entitled to it too?
And why does it hurt me too

I'm just broken
I'm like bad weather
A storm that we can't tether
I’m just broken
My tears come and go and come and go
And should I go home

There are so many questions in my head that remain unanswered
My heart can't help me answer it
Am I ready to be happy
Because when I love, I love unconditionally
Am I ready to really throw everything away, and take charge of my life finally and finally

Because days and nights are the same
I preferred to stay the same
And I wonder why I'm not like everyone else too
And why should I believe it too

I'm just broken
I'm like bad weather
A storm that we can't tether
I’m just broken
My tears come and go and come and go
And should I go home

I'm just broken
I'm like bad weather
A storm that we can't tether
I’m just broken
My tears come and go and come and go
And should I go home

Enough, I've had enough
Go and go
Have confidence in yourself
To then love yourself