A broken glass can’t hold anything.
if it’s smashed to smithereens.
I might have a dent or a ding
But I’m capable of holding something.
I might have a nick or a crack
But I was built to last.
I might be a bit discolored
But there’s more of me to discover.
So, I lost some of my shine.
But I still feel like I’m in my prime.
Yeah, there’s plenty of chips
on the rim of these old, wrinkled lips.
But they still can give a wet kiss
just as passionately as anyone.