Not Broken

I'm not broken,
Just slightly used
A worn out bag
A man confused

I'm not broken
Not exactly crap
Just someone who worries
about being a sad chap

I'm not broken
You can see from my smile
Its not really a facade
Something I'm trying to style

I'm not broken
I'm functioning at best
No longer tied to other harms
Of which I can attest.

I'm not broken
I'm one of those buoyant folk
The ones who have a glassy grin
You wish would explode in smoke.

I'm not broken
I might say this often
To hope that you don't see me
and I'll be soon forgotten.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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