Am I Broken?

Look at my hands
They're short and fat
Do they really reach anyone?

Listen to my voice
It's quiet and rough
Do you even hear me?

Look at my legs
They're short and tired
If my life needed me to
Could I even run?

Look into my eyes
They're tired and blood shot
Have they really lost their fire?

Look at my body
It's short and stumpy
Dose it even seem human?

Am I really broken?
Have I finally been run down?
When did I lose my will to fight?
Am I even here to ask this?

No am none of this, right?

I must stop this.
My life isn't as worthless as it seems.
Or I would have come to life.
I just second guess myself from time to time.

So yes, I am broken
But I'm not going to let that stop me

Until my death I'll fight
For myself and others like me
I will always be by their sides
Mending their heart
To my best power
Be it a long time or short.

I maybe broken
But I am strong in my own right.