my edges get ripped off so often i forget how i fit back together
but i tape me back up and fold under the ink spots and add some new glue
so that you and you and you don’t see it wear me down.
my backbone gets scraped and skinned and it turns in ways it shouldn't
and my hands get so shaky they break things they said they wouldn't
but i run and run and run so that you wont see it wear me down.
and i sing and i play
sunshine songs and reindeer games
so that you and you and you and you will see me smile.
and i hide the things that crack me open and erase the marks that bleed
and bandage the spots that keep in the ugly
so that you and you and you and you wont see them wear me down.
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