this infection

i am the girl who has split into two
my pieces are scattered all over the ground
i am the girl that you wish that you knew
you are the treasure that i've never found
i searched through the trees without making a sound
upon us lights the same bright star
although we live in different towns
i am the crack in the broken jar

when i came back i was black and blue
i held my breath and then i drowned
my uneasiness it grew
and then they stripped me of my crown
because i was of mind unsound
they plucked the feathers and boiled the tar
the coil has been tightly wound
i am the crack in the broken jar

the gnarled branches of the yew
have never failed to astound
the years that i have spent with you
are something that i regret now
although i bend and take my bow
before i'm ushered to the car
i look up and i see an owl
i am the crack in the broken jar

upon my face there is a scowl
when you assume that i'll go far
my lips are grimaced in a howl
i am the crack in the broken jar