Armour protected

Sometimes you get tired of everything. You ask why you're trying so hard and no one's trying hard other than you. Why the world don't understand you and why you're doing all these silly things for people who probably ain't worth it.

Don't worry. There's still me.

The bitch who just did the same damn thing you're doing now. Are we supposed to be alone, pretends to be oblivious to everything, pretend to be strong before people ever realises the difference.

..or will they never?

It took so much courage to tear down these weapons and vest but if all it gets is pain then wouldn't it be better for one to be equipped and really to strike again?

At least I won't get hurt.