Rock beats Porcelain

You claim you don’t feel pain,

I do.

You claim you like being alone,

I don’t.

You claim you can’t be hurt,

I can.

You may be all rough, impenetrable edges,

But I’m not.

I’m naive and trusting.

Easily taken advantage of,

easily let down,

easily hurt.

Girl’s hearts are fragile,

handle with care.