Fragile

For the homeless, the hungry
 The ganster, the priest
 For the weak that hide behind a clever wall of deceit
 For the sinners, the theif, and the over-achieved
 The hurting and the lonely
 We're all the same
 Fragile
 Yeah, my name is Fragile
 Either on the street or in the light
 I think
 We're all the same
 For the man with the briefcase
 On top of his game
 With still the little boy
 Who's been trying to fit in
 He was a loser on the playground
 But a kenner in the class
 Spent most of his life tryna cover up the past
 But he's still the same
 Fragile
 We're all the same
 Fragile
 With the walls we build to hide away our pain
 We're all the same
 We refer to fears and tears and inconsisities
 And mysteries only god could explain
 By the way we are
 And how we're living
 How we try to hide how we are inside
 In shame
 We're all the same
 How brave role models we can be
 When we allow others to see
 We're all the same
 Fragile
 We're all the same
 Fragile
 With the walls we build to hide away the pain
 Either on the street or in the light
 I think
 We're all the same