Like glass I am seen and go unnoticed,
Transparent and easily broken apart.
My fragile soul will be tragically shattered,
To suffer a lonely death of a broken heart.
Clouds and I alike forever looking for a reason to be.
Constantly molding into different shapes for someone else not for me.
Calm or dark the mystery is beautiful beyond the recognition of out minds.
To spend eternity looking for peace, understanding and a reason to exist in time.
love it! this is one of the best things...pieces i guess youd call them, that ive ever read. keep it up.
peace