The world is a hated place,
With people who want to die,
Bottled up, suicides,

Here I am on my feet,
Walking on the red stained sheets,
Wishing spines don't come my way,

I've fallen down way to much,
Picked myself out of mud,
Held my head on the way,

With broken skin, shattered dreams, healing touch, and hoping hearts,
I've made my way,
I'm here to stay,

You can try to hurt my head now,
Hold me under water clouds,
Damage the things I hold dear,

But I'm a fixer,
Here to stay,
Armed with a needle,
And a spool of thread,
Ready to mend,

I'm a fixer,
Ready to stitch,
They may be broken,
But I can mend,

I'm a fixer,
With a needle and thread,
You've got your life,
So let me be,

I'm a fixer,
With needle and thread,
I may be flawed,
But I can mend...

~FlyandFall