The dew
Fresh on the grass
It may be from rain
It may be from glass
Glass like the tears I shed
When I found out
The pain
You are in
Glass like my heart
Fragile in the wind
Glass like the vase
I broke once before
Hearing it shatter
On the kitchen floor
The dew
So fresh on the ground
Makes me want to
Roll the windows down
~XbreathinX
