“Broken (For the Good)”

I’ve said once before “I can’t be broken”,

But some situations tend to crack you open

And make you leak, like menstruation,

I show frustration but without hesitation 

I put a stale face on; I don’t have an expiration 

Date, When it’s time to make an appearance

I make sure I’m there like court dates,

Misdemeanors; I’ve sat in court with a couple,

Like I was playing tennis,

Not for toting rackets, I mean ratchets,

It was for toking, no I don’t use matches

To light my spliff, My spirit is stiff;

As I know there’s flesh I must give up,

Like someone needed a skin transplant,

A burn victim wouldn’t touch me,

I’d bring them flash backs of their trauma,

That’s a metaphor for how fire I am,

I show flashes of brightness like a camera,

I don’t think they see how gifted I am;

Like their parents hid the Christmas presents,

I’m here to put coal in your favorite rappers 

Stockings, No I’m not mocking J. Cole

But I’ll take on the persona of a middle child,

Aroma of anger and passion for the art,

Are we in culinary class or a class for the arts,

I’m the classiest of arts,

Paint me as a mural; Don’t I deserve it?

They hated who I was; Don’t you see me reversing it? Let the word be my rear view camera, Damage a, few light poles on the way,

But he won’t let me go astray,

Even if I wanted to; his word is the seatbelt in the way, I could write all day long,

And I wouldn’t stop until their singing along,

Bringing along my truth like it’s a pet,

I may have broken but I never leave a mess,

Emotions may be spilled,

But I just filled out an application for the janitor position, My disposition is always clean,

Am I a neat freak or simply a freak of nature?

Should I swing among the trees then?

Should I hide out in the grass where the breeze is? I’m the king; Let every creature bow to me,

I was made in his image,

I’m only speaking what he vowed to me.

• Eros So Handsome