You say that it's ok, <br />That's it's all just a phase, <br />That it'll go away, <br />In this little glass case, <br /> <br />In this little glass world, <br />Stainless steel and clean, <br />They say it doesn't hurt, <br />But they don't know what it means, <br /> <br />On show for the world to see, <br />Never being able to hide, <br />Wanting to run and run, <br />But the world's far too wide, <br /> <br />They say they love me, <br />They say they care, <br />But if they did, <br />Why do they stare? <br /> <br />I'm hanging on, <br />An open book, <br />Don't want to be read, <br />Why do they look? <br /> <br />I want to stay closed, <br />Shut, hidden, unable to see, <br />In this little glass cage, <br />Why don't they let me be? <br /> <br />In this little glass world, <br />Stainless steel and clean, <br />They say it doesn't hurt, <br />But they don't know what it means... <br /> <br />This is for the people that just don't care about me and I feel like I'm under a magnifying glass.<br /><br />Amber Millar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/little-glass-world/
