The Day My Armor Broke

The day my armor broke,

Shreds of glass went everywhere.

Sometimes I feel the point of a shard still there.

The day my armor broke,

I thought I was done for good.

Sometimes I wound up back at that place,

Where I said I never would.

The day my armor broke,

Was the day I was set free.

Sometimes unexpectedly I think,

It's the best thing to have happened to me.