A Letter to Everyone I've Ever Met

I'm broken

Everyone tells me that

Like I don't already know

But I have a secret

From the moment you saw me, you knew I was broken. But it didn't seem to bother me. I wore it like a badge. You thought to yourself, "I could learn to love those flaws. Plus he'll change for me, I can fix him." And so it was.

Those flaws became chores

And enemies

And an endless source of hurt

Change seemed to come and go

What was I to do? 

We both knew I was broken

But I have an awful secret

In my blind desire for your approval

I knew I was giving you false hope