I just am

How very dramatic to say
One is broken
As if brokenness might 
Be a brightly worn coat

And don't we just love them
Those who spill these foul words
As if they're especially worse
Than the rest of the herd

More precious entitled and Sadder by far
As if the rest had a mishap
While they were hit
By a car

Abominably feeble
Ever owning the dark
While the rest of us breathe
In a place much less stark

Well I admit that these thoughts
Had once crossed my own mind
In the time of before, before
I woke up to find

I'm BROKEN TOO

I AM REALLY FUCKING BROKEN

And this is really not out there
For opinioned debate
I care nothing for chatter
Diagnoses can wait

I just am

M P 23/9/21