I am glass and marble
I wonder what it would be like to break down
I hear the shattering of a million hopes breaking on the hard ground
I see me cutting myself trying to remain alive
I want to be happy, no matter what slashes me along the way
I am glass and marble
I pretend to be as tough as a marble stone
I feel weakness that is as brittle as glass hitting the marble floor
I touch my soul that is broken down into dangerous pieces
I worry that I cannot get up and fight the cuts in life
I cry about things I cannot modify
I am glass and marble
I understand that I cannot have my own ways
I say I ought to move on and overlook the fact that I am weak
I dream I could be more marble than glass
I try to fight for my happiness in life
I hope the glass doesn’t cut me and make it complicated throughout life
I am glass and marble
