I believe that we are all as fragile as glass some are harder to break than others every time we struggle with our emotions and go through something painful a piece of us breaks sometimes people help us put our pieces back together sometimes we have to pick the pieces ourselves sometimes we cut people with our pieces even when we didn't mean to and we break and put our pieces back together and we're left with the cracks with every break we become more fragile but it matters how you put the pieces back together if you're stronger or not I believe this is how everyone lives life
(as fragile as glass) this is a novel were I turn my emotions and thoughts into poetry I find beauty in my tragedy

As Fragile As Glass

Why do you still talk to me why are you still in my life when I told you everything when I told you things I can't even tell my family why do you still care how I feel what I think why do you still try your hardest to make me laugh why when I have told you everything about my family about my mother about my past and I told you about all the things I wish I never did so why do you still like me why have you not turned your back on me like everybody else and told me I was crazy why I don't understand why do you still talk to me


Why Do You Still Talk To Me