pome

i was made of glass, when i was born, yet i thought i was so strong
and now ive turned to stone

ill cut you if u break me, ill hurt u if u hurt me, though hold me in the sun,
theres light and rainbows all around

im transparent. im clear, unclouded
u see in me what YOU want to see

ive been bitten by all the little birds, i sheltered from the storm
now all i want is to be alone

im broken, cracked, shattered, scattered, parts of me lost in the wind
i need to turn. to turn to stone.