She stands in the schoolyard
all alone.
You see by her face
she’s been crying.
She’s so teary-eyed; and
with such a pale face.
Wishes she could tell you --
Doesn’t trust herself.
“Caution; I’m fragile;
Handle with care.
There’s already so
much broken in me.
Caution; I’m fragile;
Handle with care.
Caution, I’m fragile --
Can’t help it; not my fault.”
The other school children
Laugh and give shouts.
She’d very much like
to also be so glad.
But she has a secret;
she’s so afraid.
She wants so much to tell them --
Doesn’t trust herself.
“Caution; I’m fragile;
Handle with care.
There’s already so
much broken in me.
Caution; I’m fragile;
Handle with care.
Caution, I’m fragile --
Can’t help it; not my fault.”
Tiny signals
can be overlooked.
Tiny signals;
just try to understand.
Tiny signals --
will not always be there;
will not always be there;
will not always be there.