There was once a girl that lived here in my town.
The girl was never once seen with a frown.
A happy girl, she was normal if you asked.
But this girl was special, she was made of steel and glass.
'How can that be?' Asked almost all.
'Steel is strong and cold, while glass is fragile and small!'
But this girl was just that, on the outside strong and cold.
She would hurt her friends, and walk down the streets confident and bold.
But she was also so sensitive, fragile and small.
She would break very easily, to the ground she would fall.
But just like glass, if you tried to touch her, she'd hurt you.
She'd sting your skin, and being steel, she'd continue.
Continue to crush others, while her heart was in pieces.
break down others, while fixing is what SHE needed.
Of steel and glass, this girl was made.
And because of that, she never got laid.
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Of Steel And Glass
General FictionThere once was a girl who lived here, in my town. I didn't know her that well, just seen her around. She seemed like a happy girl, pretty normal if you asked. But this girl was special, she was made of steel and glass.
