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March 2, 2013
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My box is transparent,

For all to see,

The reflection is happy,

In her crystal clear cage,

But my heart is screaming,

 In absolute rage,

"Cant you see me!?"

"Don't you care!?"

"Im in agony over here!"


I watch you pass me,

And my crystal prison,

Tears clouding my vision,

Yet the reflection she dances,

Not a care in the world,

"What a sweet, happy girl!"

You call to my projection,

Her babblings stupid and worthless,

I hate the reflection,

Her sweet, funny perfection,

"Im not mindless!"

"Just hurt..."

My whispers fall flat in the dirt.


"This box is just glass!"

"Cant we break it? Cant we try?"

My fists pound on the glass,

That's kept me so long,

Making me feel so cheap,

So dirty and wrong,

"Is there something Im not seeing?"

"Cant you stop and acknowledge my coherent being!?"

Im screaming at people,

Inside my glass box,

My eyes fade to gray,

I've never been,





Huff, mildly depressed. Blame my brain and its sick comparison of my fake happiness with a glass box.
an-chan123 Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
such a sad and beautiful poem.
TweekedGirl Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2013  Student Writer
Sorry for the late response, but thank you so much.
an-chan123 Featured By Owner Mar 8, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
you are very welcome
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