Keys, rings and broken things
By Nicci Muller
All my friends are broken
All of them but me
They all have serious problems
That you could never see.
All my friends have struggles
And I am infinitely blessed
So tell me why am I so lucky,
While all of them are stressed?
How do I help these people?
How do I help them heal?
Should I keep my words soft,
Or should I keep them real?
I googled why I attract them
I googled what to do.
I googled until I found that
I might be broken too.
So how do you help a person
Who’s broken in their core?
Do you just give them advice
Or do you promise them more?
All these people have different stress
And I am getting swept up in the mess.
I want to help, I really do..
the thing is
I am broken too.
All of us are broken
All of us feel pain
All of us want to help
Without a personal gain
So tell me how to help them
How to help my broken friends.
How do I help them to just make
Amends?
Although I might be broken
Although I might have issues
I’ll always be the one
Handing you the tissues
You’ll always have my shoulder
You’ll always have me there
Even when we’re older
All my love I’ll share
I’ll have your back forever
Your struggles we’ll face together.
No matter how sad you are
I will never be too far.
I am here to stay, my friend.
You can never chase me away
