look at me, dont you see? i am just a someone trying to be someone when everyone seems to be someone already. cant you see that i dont know who i am? i am lost amidst the hectic crowd trying to cross the line as the lights turn green. i am made of glass that most saw their reflection on, but who am i kidding i havent even seen myself yet. i dont know who to become because when you are too soft, people will hurt you and when you are too hard, people will hate you. now tell me, where will i place myself when the glass is neither half empty nor half full for it is broken. i am made of glass but no one knew how fragile i am, no one knew that even a simple touch could break me; and here you come, the clumsy one. i never desired the concept of falling in love for i know my weaknesses and when i got a taste of your lips, i know you'll be one. i am made of glass that most thought of a mirror, but only you saw through my transparency. you took care of me, put me inside a box, labeled me fragile, and took me home. i am a glass and should never fall, but i was pushing myself over a cliff without you knowing and i did fall. i am a glass, a useless glass, scattered in between the gaps of your open arms, longing for a touch that will never happen; because now, i am just fragments of the frail glass i used to be, that within a second, your grip became a touch that i long to hold.
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