I am broken
I fear I’ve always been this way
what was it that broke me?
i doubt anyone could say
the doctors are confused
I lived a good life
supporting parents
no abuse
yet I’m broken
i often pretend I’m not
pretend I’m whole
pretend I’m happy
but I can never pretend for long
2 comments
You’re not broken. You’re like a lot of us we are the wrong puzzle piece in the puzzle of this earth. We don’t belong here. We belong somewhere else. i don’t exactly know what that means. I’m working on it. I know I don’t fit in here.
Sam
I don’t know how to respond to your comment other than I liked it. Made me feel like I wasn’t alone in feeling this way and I thank you for it.