Glass doesn't splinter and it's a shame
It can only shatter
Shards are sharper than splinters
They mutilate like cascading fire
It's like Blondie said
I've got a heart of glass
And when it breaks
I bleed from my wounds
They are always deep and they always scar
Baggage one might say
Because even when they scar
They still hurt
If only glass splintered
A poke here, a pinch there
But no scars
Splinters don't scar
Broken glass scars
Just take a look at my chest or my back
Look at the glass protruding
That's as deep as can be
Glass doesn't splinter and it's shame
Because it breaks so easily
Left a giant hollow feeling inside me after I read it a few times.