I am fragile
I chase people who don’t want to be chased
I love people who don’t want my love
I hurt for people who don’t know how to hurt for themselves
I make my own cuts deeper because I can’t help but feel everything for everyone

Words used to be my ally, but now they are something to pass the time
To allow my thoughts to wander
How do you conquer what you can’t say out loud?
I used to think that being emotional made me weak
But learning to speak from my heart has proven to be my greatest strength
Always understanding
Always bleeding for those who refuse to admit that they are holding the blade

I will not apologize for my fragility
My delicacy is anything but a curse
I feel, I feel, and I feel
I hurt, I cry, and I’m still
Breathing
I’m teaching myself resilience
For there will be a day when the burdens I carry will overwhelm me
They will try to drown me in sorrow,
Take advantage of my kindness, my softness
But there’s a toughness to this rawness
And I am able to overcome

So yes, I do cry during weddings and over little things
Like flowers blooming or puppies drooling
I get upset when I can’t make someone happy
And I’ll gladly offer myself in the place of someone’s death
I let my heart guide me and even when it hurts
I try to always do the right thing

Do not confuse being fragile with being weak
Two sides of the same coin don’t always spend equally