Broken Hands

We build with broken hands Keeps us impressed with our lies Almost courageous Enough to face our selfishness Unactive while we stand We save our legs for fist fights This absence maskes us jealous contagious wrecks Stalled now we are creeping to stealeness at our safety's displace Caught in astounding fulfillment as we let up Are we accepting? Are we repairing? Are we shut down? Are we contained in our pride? Are we accepting? Are we repairing? Are we shut down? Are we contained in our pride? Found acrobatic animosity Active sealant as we peel away Disguises built to hide Are we accepting? Are we repairing? Are we shut down? Are we contained in our pride? Are we accepting? Are we repairing? Are we shut down? Are we contained in our pride?