I was taught when I was young to be seen and never heard
Still to this day my strongest point is the way I handle words
Sometimes I think its all that I like about myself
Now tell me, darling human, what do you like about yourself?
See, thats a little question no one ever thought to ask
So I sucked it up inside and wore a fragile mask
I played the darling dancer as well as I was able
Until my limbs became so slim my walking wasnt stable
I reached into adulthood and they tore the tape from my mouth
But spent every moment since drowning my words out
The skylines littered with fire, the screams of the unheard
I belong to all of them so I pen my little words
Maybe my limbs are slim and weak but I have lots to say
After all, wars arent just gunshots, and i have another way
A fragile mask i hide behind cant protect me from the gas
Ideas are certainly bulletproof but I am made of glass
I may be young, may be naive, but I know right from wrong
I'll raise my fist to kingdom come, together we are strong
