Castle Of Glass

Different,

Yes,

But just like you;

Only I have a gift.

I can make castles,

So pure,

So clean.

Watch,

I'll show you.

This city,

A city of glass,

Glass giants above men.

A flick of the wrist,

They all congregate.

They break for an instant,

but only an instant,

As they stay and collide,

Into the blue sky.

Yes,

My castle of glass,

Its wires all torn,

And yet,

It's a symbol,

A symbol of creation.

A symbol of beauty,

Might I add,

As the chaos is gone.

Men stare in awe,

Its beauty overwhelming,

A refuge for the suffering,

A place where no walls are kept,

And all truths can be seen,

In this castle of glass,

Inside me.

This poem is about: 
Me
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