Break me.

Put me on my knees,
where I can find that life
is not about me.

Break me.

Show me that life
can suffer a bruising
and get back up.

Break me.

Mold me into
the sculpture I can be
from the lump I am.

Break me.

Show me the beauty of friendship,
hands grasping mine,
pulling me up.

Break me.

Let me grow beyond
the shell of myself,
rising to heights unseen.