This world has made us all fragile
We're all a little broken inside
Still hoping that a smile could hide all the cracks we chose to hide
We're all a little lost
Wondering if finding love is like finally finding home
We're all a little sad
Feeling like the world is closing in on us
After all, the world doesn't like sadness
It demands strength and bravery and happiness, and those who have it are the only ones that are worthy
What happens to the fragile ones?
We are painted as losers, misfits, a freak of nature
What happens to the fragile ones?
We fight the battle with wounded hands and hearts and tears in our eyes
What happens to the fragile ones?
We all refuse to die
The world has made us all fragile by trying to hide that we already are.
