when?

It seems not to work for me somehow, 

Happiness, I am trying really hard.

Got so much love to give seems it's not wanted.

After 10 years another breakpoint.

Back to me, finding happiness.

Can't seem to get there by myself.

I need to give, to be happy and feel happiness.

Turning more into myself.

I'm trying, when is it my turn? 

empty plate

When love falls apart,

It crumbles, day by day, 

Month by month

Trying to keep the pie together

Every piece that's taken,

going for an empty plate.

Just crumbs are left.

Nothing enough to put back together again. 

An empty plate,

Not ready to start baking again.