Hole in The Bottom of The Bucket

I guess where I left it

you could say its all  in the air

I just had to step back

to see if you really cared 

after awhile I had to realize

I was putting water into a bucket

 with a hole in the bottom

no matter how much I put in

I could never get it to the top

and right there was my problem

I want to be washed of all of that 

I thought I could ignore the chips you made in the glass

but now its so broken i cant see through it

and I lost interest in what I could see in the past 

too many pieces of me scattered 

hoping that you'd collect them

but you've left it to only me

to complete the pattern

I will not hide

and I will not cover my eyes 

I wont let you treat me like I didn’t matter

looking forward

scared to be on a new path

while still being grateful

for trying to be more than what we had

the picture still isn’t clear

but I have a better Idea of who I am

I can’t be afraid of the door thats right in front of me

It still hurts letting go of that part of my past 

and if I could choose, I wish it would have ended differently

I’m still hoping that some day that I’ll see…….. it