Shattered Glass


Shattered Glass all on the floor
Try to clean it up but it seems to cut me more
I cannot get the glass out
Now I'm bleeding
You cut me deeply
So many different sides of who I am
not really knowing it kills me
I hope one day to put these shattered pieces together again
to see my only one real reflection again
Just the real me inside and out
then I will know who I am without a doubt and go on about

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