Broken Insight Poem by Rachel Weaver

My words are broken and I write ignorance
With feelings of apathy not knowing what reality is
My smile never makes a persons day
So it always fades away
A key is a meaningful thing
Im a lock with no key
No reason to be. She said to me
My echo speaks to me of my stupidity
While my reflection screams at me
My perspective has perspective
With and insight to match
I see what they cant but I'm not skitzophrenic
When I am alone I am together
And my shadow has friends
Monsters make us run but angels are no fun
What is there to do when there is no one