The Ocean In My Mind

Strong But Fragile

I am fragile, though it might not seem like it at first. I am strong, though you might not be able to tell in the beginning. I can break with the slightest touch, but other times, I am unbothered, no matter how much you try to hurt me. I sometimes hide my feelings inside a strong vase, but if you push it to the ground, it will break. Putting me back together is not always easy. You can use glue, tape, and plaster, but there will always be a piece that goes missing or won't fit in its place anymore. When I ask for the glue, give it to me, for I am the only one who can truly fix the vase used to hold my feelings. I appreciate you trying, for that was what made me get up and fix the vase myself.

I am not always hiding my feelings, though. Sometimes I really am unbothered because I know that what they say isn't true or what they do is just them being petty and spiteful. It might hurt, but it isn't worth using glue over. That's what I tell myself as I stand up when they push me down. 

I can stand on my own, but sometimes I need someone to hold me before I fall apart.