I turned into glass

I was born with tiny glass fingernails,

And I grew little glass teeth.

It's always the unessential things that you may need.

I always had to be cautious,

and when I went out  to play,

My mother would say to me,

“Don't break those tiny glass fingernails,

Or your little glass teeth!”

 

People were so concerned with me. 

They would always point and stare.

Someone’s eyes where always on me.

Just to make sure I didn’t break. 

“She's so fragile”

They would say.

“She could break any day!”

 

And of course none of the kids wanted to play, 

with the little girl with tiny glass fingernails, 

and little glass teeth. 

“That girl is so strange”

They used to say. 

They  always made fun of me.

 

And as I grew older,

it only got worse,

for mixed in with all my dull wavy hair,

grew shiny glass strands. 

And soon my eyes glazed over,

they too, turned into glass. 

It was only then that things started to become clear. 

 

This disease spread to my veins too.

And inside of me grew,

Hollow glass tubes.

And if I cut myself,

My blood turned to small crimson shards.

And when I would get upset,

My tears were glass drops.

 

And then my skin grew cold. 

It  too turned into a tan tinted glass.

“I need to watch out for you”

My mom would say.

“You can break on me,

You'll break any day.

Then where would I be?

I would be a mess,

because of my little tiny girl,

there would be nothing left.”

 

 

But soon my body couldn't stand it,

and I began to crack.

Right down the center,

right in half. 

And then finally I turned into,

little tiny shards

Of little tiny broken glass.

 

 

 

Author's Note

I'm not to sure if I like this.
Anyway its really really rough, please tell me what you think, and what I can do to improve it. Thanks =]