Broken Giving
What had happened?
What is wrong?
They all will ask
But will they risk understanding?
No, many can’t handle the idea
The idea that the being before them was broken
Rejoined and broken again
Over and over with nothing to give
Nothing but a fake smile and laugh to ease others
Will they know it’s fake?
Will they even care?
What would happen if we could all give a bit more?
To those around us broken beyond repair?
Would the world spin a bit brighter?
Or would we all become a bit darker?
Oh I’d ask what is wrong?
What had happened?
What is needed?
If only I could speak
But alas
I am broken.
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