Broken....

I know that I am broken - I am neither use nor ornament to anybody... I hope that one day this will change, but I doubt it. I am a very co-dependant person, be it relationships (whatsername, Vicky) or substance abuse (Vodka, cocaine, deca / sust) - for some reason, I feel like I need this pain that I put myself through, just so I don't feel so empty because there is nothing worse than feeling that way... except for being so empty, which I know I am... cest la vie!

'‘Cause I’m broken when I’m open
And I don’t feel like I am strong enough
‘Cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome
And I don’t feel light when you’re gone away'