I see my crystal world
May be too much for you
You can't touch anything in fear
Of leaving a mark that
I'll have to go back and clean
There are a lot of broken parts
Shards to be exact
That you may cut yourself on
But everyday my fingers bleed
Picking up the pieces
And putting them back together
Renovation is out of the question
I refuse to change
My beautiful crystal world
For its the only thing that's
Been there from the start
And has never left me
If these things bother you
Then you are no longer welcome
I have bigger things to worry about
Like making my crystal world
Shine
YOU ARE READING
When the heart betrays
PoesíaDepression..........what more can I say? Not all poems are mine!
