I'm broken and that's okay

I'm broken and that's okay
Not everyone needs to be whole
I don't need to spend my existence seeking to be fixed
I'd like to just exist right now... In this moment
I wish people would stop arguing with me
They don't like the word broken the way I use it
It's negative and they love me... They do
I'm special, unique and irreplaceable
They want to help me so much to get better
But I'm tired of being a project to myself... To everyone
Someone to pity and love in the way
That Pound dogs and Foster kids are loved
Love laced with with almond tasting sympathy
I'm broken and that's okay, it really is okay
I'm okay with being beautiful in the way
That broken glass that glitters in alleyways are
In the way that crows use brightly colored trash
I'm so valuable but not in the way people want to see
They view this as self depreciation when it's not
I'm the water of a wishing well polluted by coins
I'm that worn and torn blanket that's so soft from love
I'm that favorite bowl with the chip in it
The favorite pair of shoes that're falling apart
I am interesting and unique because I am broken
And I don't want to be fixed anymore