I'm in a glass display case
I call it my glass room
I'm stuck in my glass room
Watching people walk past me
Not showing me any attention
Why?
Look at me!
Please
Someone break my glass room
And get me out of here!
Please
I try to put on a facade
I smile and wave
Every now and then someone
Would glance at me
But they don't see my pain
That I'm stuck
Why would they?
I'm hiding it
In my glass room
Then why?
Why do I expect someone to break me out?
YOU ARE READING
MIND OF A TEENAGER
PoetryThese are some poems I have written. I am definitely not a professional. I just write what comes to mind. The poems are deep with meaning. I hope you enjoy! If you use any of my content please tag me :)
