Girl of Glass

Some people view me to be as fragile as glass,

Very fragile and not built to last,

As if I'll shatter into pieces if something horrible were to happen to me,

But they don't see,

That for someone who is deemed to be made out of glass,

Whatever life throws at me I always last.

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