Platinum & Glass

We tried so hard, but as you already know

Sometimes everything is simply not enough

Living in an idealistic perspective that happens to be

More fictive than fact.

But that’s okay, it’s okay we didn’t know

That exhaustion doesn’t equate to fulfillment

That from pain, peace rarely comes

That all of our trying would be in vain

We could have had it all, but I believe

We would still feel exactly the same.

We would act the same, talk the same,

piss the same, and cry the same

We would just be in a house of platinum

Rather than our house of glass

But it’s the fragility that brings me hope

When it comes to our glass house

Because in a platinum house

We could never break free.