Beyond The Glass

Packing

I'm the queen of the kingdom, 

I'm sandcastle you took care of, 

You showed me the bare of wisdom, 

Humour on the shores, glasses on the table, 

Standing like a father that I didn't have, 

Fixing my scars after they were around the stars, 

I was a pathological people pleaser, I wouldn't marry me either, 

You saw me at the party, saying I was the best thing, 

Giving me a place to burry my regrets, 

Taking the risk to talk about rings,

But my survival couldn't happen, 

I lost the charm and faith, my words couldn't be bounded, 

A life crumpled in my bed, I was close again, but my spine got twisted, 

Wanting to stay and say things for a little while, 

I still don't want to pack it up yet, 

I still desire to share them with water, 

I still want to write and draw without the shade of the blue, 

But a grey glew, a bird flew, a grave prepared, 

I still want to see you from glasses, 

The reality won,