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

I can't find the joy for christmas because I'm not a little girl anymore I've decorated I have put up all the lights listen to every Christmas song I don't know why something just feels wrong no matter what I do I can't find the joy I don't want to have to pretend to be happy because I fear sucking the happiness out of a room no matter what I do I can't find the joy


I Can't Find The Joy