I’m a bent penny,
a rusty nickel—
I’m a strange piece of
change, I’m far from
fickle.
I’m a silver dollar,
a golden note—
I’m the unsent letter,
the one no one ever
wrote.
I’m the pages in
the diary, I carry
everything I’ve
ever written.
I’m the introverted lover,
who\'s always getting bitten.
Yeah, I’m a little bent
but I’m still worth a thought.