Indestructible.
Why do I have to be?
Indestructible!
Try me! - I always seem to cry.
Disappointment. Again. Again!
I dare you, I invite you!
Sadness. Tears. Again. Again!
And yet, still I stand.
Or, the very least, I get up. Again. Again!
But why am I indestructible?
I wish I could break - or worse: Shatter!
Surely, then MY feelings would matter?!
But all your blazes are but tealights for me.
Indestructible.
I am!
Indestructible!
I sigh. Again. Again!
Smite me - at worst I‘ll buckle;
but never break or shatter.