Fragile is like glass
Fragile is like me I’m like glass, but yet glass is sharp. You can easily get cut from the glass.
I mean I don’t want to cut anyone nor myself, so now I’m forgetting I have something I need to get off my chest.
Should I really be glad to be fragile like glass? Or not? I would say that so many times I’ve lost count really.
But anyways people would say to me “ You ain’t Fragile!
” Or “ You can’t cut someone but you might cut yourself by things like paper cuts from books o-or when you wash dishes by some silverware but anything like that, then oh well!
” I was pretty stunned about what are people saying about me. I mean I knew I was different from the others. But I never knew about the other stuff.
When they tell stuff behind my back that’s for sure