Glass walls are see through
Which makes people vulnerable
Knowing they are being scrutinized by their fellow peers
I, for one, am always in the box
Watching as others point and laugh
I pound on the glass, trying to break it
But all I get?
Are small cracks
In the glass box with the glass walls
The only way out
Is by forcing to be free of judgement
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Bittersweet
PoezjaEverything can be bitter but it can also be sweet. This is a collection of poetry related to this ideal and I hope you enjoy it 💜💜
