Your glass shell was cracking along the side
From all the assumptions and disbeliefs
From all the hurting and all the griefs
That left you terrified.
Your smile was as rigid as a marionette’s,
As bitter as a fool in defeat,
As whole as it was incomplete,
As cold as it gets.
Yesterday was tough for you,
But you held, you fought,
Stood for your thought,
And alas, you pulled through.
The sun will shine a little brighter today,
Fuelled by a little love,
A little wishing up above,
It’s all going to be okay.
Those who’ve hurt you will fall once more,
Your shield is renewed, your armour repaired,
Your foes standing: stumped, shaking, scared.
You’re stronger now, stronger…than you were ever before.