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No matter what armor we choose to wear 

Our heart experiences emotional fares

Hard as steel or soft like leather

We put it on to face the weather 


No matter what shield we place as a front 

We’re not always prepared for a complex life brunt

Searching for a new protection 

We battle with renewed introspection 


We’ll always be exactly who we are 

A unique character, our own personal star

There’s no costume from which to choose 

No impression that must be infused