Broken Pieces

The new is good. But not if your scared of it. I am scared of it. Scared that i will not know what to do. Scared that i will Break in the process. Then who will see me? If im broken am i useless? Unwanted and ignired? Or will somebody walk by and say, as if they were looking at a building that was once filled with humans,
"i bet she was once stunning. I bet she had a man that loved her. I wonder what happened to her?"
If i could speek i would tell them,
"I was scared. I didnt know what to do. So i didi the best thing i could. I just closed my eyes. Closed them and fell into pieces. I was scared."