Girl of glass has a heart that beats so softly it doesn’t make a sound
She swells with each breath but becomes more fragile
She swallows her feelings and they slip into the hollow shell of her
Girl of glass stands still in a crowded room, too easy to break to risk moving
She stares with doll eyes watching as people look right through her
She feels full of emptiness and shatters
Girl of glass is swept under the rug
She has no worth if she can’t hold things
She is too many sharp pieces to risk stepping on
Her mind jagged shards with a sharp tongue
Her body a one-way mirror
She sees out, and no one sees in
Twisted thoughts carving deep cracks
Lining them with gold only makes her more beautiful
They love her so much more broken.
Breaths as fragile as blown glass
Heavy heart beats in a hollow chest
Her sadness echoes deep within her
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