Many kind of people. Some are cold hearten and don't care. Some are tender and easily broken. I like the thoughts and the purpose of the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
I feel as this was wrote about me. Yes, I am made of glass. I'm tired of people manipulating me and breaking me. It's like I've been broken, then those pieces were broken, then those were also. I don't think I'll ever be fixed. I am nothing. Nobody cares anymore, I'm just here to cause others pain. Everyone says that I just get in the way. If it weren't for her, my life wouldn't be like hell. She is the reason behind most of my tears. She knows what she's doing. She tries to break me, she tries to ruin me. And she's done a very good job so far in life. We're only fifteen, and already she's made my life a living hell. I wish that something will finally go right instead of continiously going wrong. With all these bullies I face, dealing with her, and dealing with all other sorts of weight being put on my shoulders, there's no wonder I'm so fragile. I'm grateful that you say I have a heart of gold. Thank you for caring enough to write something so true about me.
-Chesney Chey(:
Posted 12 Years Ago
12 Years Ago
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