The Broken Body

There are these things called lungs, but mine aren't working. 

There is this thing called a heart, but mine is broken. 

There is a thing called a brain, but mine is clouded. 

There are these things called emotions,

and that's why I'm drowning. 

There are these things called feet,

But I'm at standstill. 

There is this thing called a soul,

And that's why I'm ill. 

There's this person named Summer, 

And then there's this person named Will.