Broken

Because I’m broken, I don’t know what it’s like to be loved. I don’t know what it feels like to be hugged with no strings. Because I’m broken, I have a desire for self-destruction…. The will to shut down completely. Because I’m broken, I have convinced myself…. I don’t like being around my own friends, And yet I call you one. It is because I am broken, That I don’t even sit among people in church…. I’d rather watch online! I have a teeter tottering method in life, Sometimes healthy, sometimes unhealthy, Around my own flesh and blood. Because I’m broken, I don’t know how to love anybody, And it’s written that it’s not good to be alone. Because I’m broken, I don’t know what it feels like to see the light. I’d rather not make peace, I’d rather just fight… Because I’m broken, Everything in the world is black and white. I can wish all day with all my might, And will end up with tears…. Stained on my pillow tonight. All because I’m broken.