Glass Child

Glass child in a world of plastic

Cat lover that’s allergic to cats, and

People lover that’s allergic to people

Love lover that’s ashamed of that, I

Hate crowds cause that’s too much static

Don’t cry cause its too dramatic

Do work just to stay distracted

Guess I’m fragile

Guess maybe I wasn’t built to last

Old soul, dark mind, shes afflicted with sadness

Young heart, bright mind, shes addicted to laughs

Emotional packrat, she won’t rid of the baggage

That she takes through time, cause she lives in the past

And when she moves on, she’s scared to relapse

The higher she goes up, the harder the deep crash

So she befriends her demons

Rejects all meaning

And lets life take toll till the core of her being cracks