Original Photography by Mika B.
I'm the glue that holds people together, but now I've lost my stick,
And now no one wants me because I've turned to ick.
What I used to do so well I can no longer do,
Because all I've become is a tube of gummy worn out glue.
I've put hearts back in place, and souls back together,
But once I fixed someone they no longer meant forever.
Now that I've lost my stick, and I no longer work,
No one wants to patch me, be my glue and fix my hurt.
So while everyone is happy glitter, and not a care in the world,
I'm left behind, the un-sticky glue, and the very lonely girl.
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