A Broken Spirit.To break a bone in any part of your body mean's a trip to the doctor, a cast and heal time. But there is no cast or splint for a broken spirit. To be beat down by life and circumstance's to a point that the heart is gone from you is a sad thing to see in anybody. I know because I battle with it each day with depression. To live with that pain each day and feel alone with it is a hard thing to do. Yet I find that other's like myself is whom I connect with so easy. Maybe it is because I know the pain they feel, but more I feel that is that once you break through their shell you find a kind soul. One that has nothing left to hide or prove. A soul that is just looking for a friend, a person to say I care and really mean it. Not really much to ask for is it ? Compashion, somthing we often seek from other's yet play pick and choose with who we ourselve's give it to.
If I had to choose between Barbi and Ken who think they are it, who look down on all those who they dont feel fit their class and live with their head stuck up their prideful a$$ or a person with a broken spirit then barbi and ken can keep there head just where it is at. They can keep their fake life and fake friend's and I will choose that broken spirit because in that broken spirit is the heart of a true person and one that is an honor to call, my friend.