Broken

If I am frightened then I can hide it

If I am crying, I'll call it laughter

If I am haunted, I'll call it my imaginary friend

If I am bleeding, I'll call it my wine

But if you leave me then I am broken

And if I'm broken then only death remains

If I am drifting, then I can fight it

If I am sinking, no-one will know it

If I am blinded I'll have my voices still to guide me

If they yet fled away I'd bless the silence

But if you leave me then I am broken

And if I'm broken then only death remains