Don't fix me, I'm not broken
My gears were slowing their spin
My battery was running low
Cobbwebs started to grow on my heart
A heart that had trouble beating
I was
Shutting down
Then you came by
And tried to change my batteries
And give me a new paint job
To make me look new again
You thought that I needed fixing
But I didn't want you to fix me
My parts didn't need to be replaced
They were just overworked,
they needed to rest
I didn't want you to fix me
I wanted you to believe in me
This poem is about:
Me