Broken Elegance

Careful.

Don't fix it.

It finally got interesting.

Perfect little picture,

Perfect little frame,

Everybody smiling

Like they practiced where to aim.

Then somebody told the truth,

Somebody missed the mark,

Somebody left a fingerprint

Across the polished part.

Funny— Once the shine wore thin,

That's when I finally saw

What was underneath.

Leave the crooked edge.

Leave the missing piece.

Some things lose their beauty

When you make 'em too complete.

Some things look better broken,

A little out of line,

A little truth showing

Through the perfect design.

Don't put it back together

Just because you can.

Some things look better broken—

Than they ever looked intact.

I've seen perfect couples

With nothing left to say,

Perfect plans collapse

And open better ways.

I've worn old versions of myself

Long after they stopped fitting,

Just because throwing them away

Felt too much like admitting— Maybe I was wrong.

Maybe that's all right.

A crack lets something through That wasn't there before the light.

Some things look better broken,

When the symmetry is gone,

When the polished little story

Finally tells you something wrong.

Leave the scar uncovered.

Leave the crooked line.

I don't need perfection— I NEED SOMETHING THAT FEELS ALIVE.

Broken expectations.

Broken rules.

Broken picture frames

We spent years trying to fool.

Broken version

Of who I thought I'd be—

Funny... He looks more like me.

Maybe perfect

was never beautiful.

Maybe it was just...

untouched. There's a difference.

SOME THINGS LOOK BETTER BROKEN!

Let the edges show!

Let the whole damn picture

Go somewhere you didn't know!

Let the piano crack!

Let the violins collide!

Let a little imperfection

Put some blood back inside!

Don't repair every scar.

Don't straighten every line.

Some things look better broken— AND THIS ONE LOOKS JUST FINE.

Don't fix it.