We all feel a little delicate, I hate delicate situations but its hard to find the spot to punch when everyone is a mirror or is it window?
Not to mention I am feeling a little delicate myself. I wonder if anyone else holds a weapon to shatter my glass.
Is anyone really out there? Are we falling back or are going to fight for it. I feel pretty blind over here
are we purposely putting up smoke screens or is it trick of the light.
I hold my weapon but it's hard to figure out what your swinging at or if there is really anything there that needs to be broken.
Am I a danger to my comrades.
That is a question I now always ask myself.
I feel like everything is fake I don't know if I should play along.
Is this fake for them
or for me.
I want to swing, this glass is a threat to me. We all want to go back to before so why are we hiding or lying or something.
Are we afraid of each other?
I thought we already surrendered our hearts to one another?
This is a clear question for me if you lie I will know I dare you to give it your best shot at breaking it.
