Behind the Glass
I am behind glass now
No one can hear me
People just walk pass me
Their smiles only annoy me now
Because I can not.
Mother pulls me in the bathroom each morning
But I haven't the will to be clean
Yesterday I threw a plate of food
Because I couldn't digest,
Couldn't talk, I just couldn't cope.
I'm trapped in this transparency
Shackled with a strange bitterness
As a zeppelin of panic and vague confusion
Shatters through
A life that I feel not apart.
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