She’s Still Broken

She's Still Broken

They keep throwing blades at her heart

And except it to still pump normally

They keep turning her smile the other way

And expect it to still stay curved

They keep forcing her down

And expect her to stay up on both feet

They assume she could never be sad

She’ll always be happy

They assume she can’t be cracked

As if she’s made of rubber

And not glass

But she can’t tell anyone the truth

She keeps being the pretend happy girl

They want her to be

Even though she’s

Still

Broken