“You’re so funny!”
You may think
And yes I’d agree
I’d laugh along with you
But sometimes I’d make you uncomfortable
Not on purpose
It’s just me with a broken funny bone
Peaking through
People say when someone says
“Their funny bone’s broken”
It means they don’t find humor in things
But I see it so strong and unbalanced
Like it takes over
Without you realizing it
Before it’s too late to stop yourself
At first I thought I was just being fun
I’d make people laugh
But then it became a euphemism
That’s how I’d keep everyone distracted
To make them laugh
Because maybe if they’d like me
I’d fit in
I always saw myself as many different people
Yet they all crowded over one main aspect
Humor
I’d feel myself shift to match someone’s personality
To fit in
Yet my actual self would peak through
With my broken funny bone
In a body that was designed to make people like me
It didn’t go well
I’d go too far
I’d make people uncomfortable
I made people not like me
People who were my “friends” left me
That wasn’t the plan
The real me pushed itself out
Then when I hid myself again
When I shoved it back in its cage
To fit in
They all came back
People treated me normal again
Not everyone
Definitely not everyone
But a lot of people did
Because no one likes someone
With a broken funny bone