Broken
Once broken, always broken
They say.
Once a weirdo, always a weirdo
They say.
But it’s not weird that i am
Well I say wrong.
I am not broken,
I am weird,
Broken.
I am not disabled,
I am heart broken,
But it is not weird that i am
Broken.
I am a broken clock
That needs to be fixed.
I am a broken child
That needs help.
I am broken inside
That no one cares to know
HOW I FEEL!!!
But I am not broken,
Because I believe,
Because I am weird,
And it’s not weird that,
I am not broken.
Or am I.
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