I believe that there is no such thing as fragile heart.
I realized that it is always on the mind.
On our minds.

Our brains process all the things we see and hear.
We tend to overthink
And collect insecurities
From the people we look up to.

It is not my heart that is fragile,
It is my mind.

she was at a society full of hypocrites
yet, in this dark room she was at peace.
her presence is much more valuable.
rather than in this world, unpredictable.
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she is vulnerable.
her emotions are fragile,
wants to be like a willow.
but she is soft as the pillow.
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she wants to have a freedom.
anxiety attacks,which makes her doom.
and as they talk to her, it was too late.
her soul was not there anymore.