Man made of glass
Im a man made of glass
like glass I'm fragile and have been broken and cracked
Many times, but I have always been put back together
But I'm afraid that one more hit or one more drop from
Life will forever shatter me I'm so afraid that I hide from
The world and its dangers behind a mask of smiles and laughter
while saying I'm fine even though I'm not I'm scared
of the world because I have what I don't want
And I want what I can never have, and I know I'm afraid to
Wake up every day knowing that today could be the last
Hit or drop that life will give me and that I'll forever be shattered
With my loved ones forever trying
to put me back together but
Failing because I have been hit dropped broken and crack by
life to many times and even if they put me back together
I will always be incomplete and from now and forever every
hit or drop will Shatter me and in every shatter a piece of me
will go missing until there is nothing of me left to put back together
Then I’ll be nothing but a fading memory forever lost
I'm a man made of glass
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