How fragile we are
Our hearts like glass
For people to throw stones at.
How fragile we are
Our skin like paper
Anyone able to come along and rip it to shreds
How fragile we are
We sing like canaries
But when our air comes short, we stop suddenly.
How fragile we are
To suspect nothing in the darkness
But soon a shadow comes out and makes us disappear like dust.
How fragile we are
To sit on a bench and watch the people cross by
And feel as small as an ant in a forest of grass.
How fragile we are
When our emotions swirl
We crack inside like eggshells.
How strong we are
To believe we aren’t fragile.
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