The Day My Armor Broke
The day my armor broke,
Shreds of glass went everywhere.
Sometimes I feel the point of a shard still there.
The day my armor broke,
I thought I was done for good.
Sometimes I wound up back at that place,
Where I said I never would.
The day my armor broke,
Was the day I was set free.
Sometimes unexpectedly I think,
It's the best thing to have happened to me.