
I am not so broken
That I can't tell false from true
Though I sometimes think I'm being watched
From the fire alarm in my room
I am not so broken
That I speak to those not there
Though I sometimes hear these voices
Whispering in both my ears
I am not so broken
That I attack and wound my friends
Though I sometimes catch myself
having harmed them by accident
I am not so broken
That lies are all I spew
Though I look back and I realise
That it wasn't always truth
I am not so broken
That I scream and cry and shout
Though I'm not always fully aware
Of whats escaped my mouth
I am not so broken
That I can't speak to everyone
Though if you hear me, but do not know me
Then I'm more than likely drunk
I am not so broken
That I do not see the signs
That the words that I've been labelled
Tell me that I've lost my mind
But you see, I am not broken
Though I'm creaky and worn down
If I tell you I'm not broken
If I can just convince myself...
About the Creator
Simone Bromson
I'm a little weird with questionable taste in books and music and even more questionable life choices <3
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