Break me into pieces and glue me back together like a child's art project.
Maybe one day you'll see my worth,
For now I sit in the garage collecting dust.
My paint is chipped and I do have cracks I can not lie,
But I'm still worthy of ones eye,
Still worthy of love you can not deny.
One mans trash another mans treasure,
Some one will love me,
A broken and glued art project,
Collected dust in a corner,
My paint chipped and cracks all over,
But you'll still love me,
Because I am that lost treasure.
© ·BlackCat·