I am love

I’m not very pretty,
I’m not really whole,
My excuses are petty,
And my thoughts are droll.

I’m messed up and mangled,
I’m dirty and broken,
My life and soul have been strangled,
And my goals have been stolen.

I have been used,
Again and again.
I have been abused,
And it will happen again.

I am thrown into the dirt,
And left for dead,
People are supposed to get over me,
But they want me to stay instead.

I bring happy memories,
I draw perfect smiles,
Blissful temporaries,
And long walked miles.

I bring people together,
Never worrying for myself,
Although other people ignore me,
And continue to hurt themselves.

I have a name,
I fly like a dove,
I have a game,
But I am love.