"I was born with glass bones and paper skin"
The way you look through me
It feels like I'm a glass body
Like I'm barely there and transparent
Like I have nothing inside
Just glass.
When you touch me it's by accident
You'll break me eventually, you know it
I'll barely there and unwanted
I'm a trophy girl
Made of glass.
You look into my eyes but my eyes are made of glass
I can't see a thing and you're only seeing your reflection
Glass window to the soul but I'm barely there
My soul's no more than glass.
I wouldn't know how to love as my heart is shards of glass
It's enough to make everyone keep their distance
Spears and splinters
Glass cuts skin and feelings.
I've been carved and molded into something I'm not
On a shelf, unnoticed
Beauty is brilliant
But useless to someone
Made of glass.
