Broken pieces of us

We are broken pieces floating across the city
Like throw away leaflets collecting dust and grit.
Our doubts sometimes conquer our beautiful ambitions
and faces on the train show the battles in play

We are just broken children
somewhere in the way
Of other's master plans
And exclusive prepaid space

Longing for direction
craving other's love
Our own aggression doesn't protect us
nor dependence on the man above

But I scooped up these broken pieces
and put them together again
The energy it took will require a feast
To celebrate losing fear of pain

Each piece of me uneven
Yet I somehow made it fit
despite failure, I stand and believe
while others would rather sit

So if you are broken
your pieces scattered across the rails
and have indeed yourself forsaken
Pick up the puzzle and get out of jail