Broken

Broken
If I'm frightened then I can hide it
If I'm 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 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 to guide me
If they yet fled away I'd bless the silence
But if you leave me then I'm broken
And If I'm broken then only death remains