Why am i so attracted to brokenness?
Like a magnet to little shreds of iron
Picking up all the pieces, naturally
Is it a flaw, or is that my purpose?
Am i meant to, as Jimi Hendrix once said,
"Pick up the all pieces, and make an island?"
Or am i some sick, demented man
Driven by lust to love what others won't?
Maybe i'm wrong, i'm not bad
I actually admire the people
Who are broken, and still come back
To form some new, strong human being
My heroes are the broken ones
Sticking to life with their own adhesive