There's a tiny crack on my nail.

"I've fought with my anxieties

To nurture this beauty. No, I won't cut it."

So I shaped it an almond leaving a tinier crack intact.

There's a tinier crack on my nail.

Days pass by and my silly self feels I've fixed the problem.

I go about my regular business but

Whenever I pass my hands through my hair,

A strand of hair gets stuck in the crack.

Again.

And again.

There's a bigger crack on my nail.

That day in the shower,

Completely unaware, my nail broke

And got lost with the irreversible running water.

There I have it. A broken nail.

Why did this nail break?

Why did it need fixing?

The nail on the wall is quite sturdy,

The one that has kept the clock stuck to the wall.

But then it's just a broken nail.

What about the other brokenness?