By Marlena O
I am delicate,
I am fragile,
I am breakable.
Not like a flower,
I'm not a sweet girl
With big doe eyes
and a soft laugh.
I’m a crystal glass.
I could shatter,
My pieces scattered,
Shards slicing those I love.
I’m a house of cards.
Breathe too heavily,
And I’ll come crashing down.
Don't bother with reconstruction.
I’m a bubble.
transparent.
Get too close,
And I’ll burst.
I’m not a sweet piece of foliage.
I’m teetering on the edge,
A gust of wind could send me
over
And i wouldn't scream on the way
down.
I may be fragile,
But not in the way that draws
people in,
In the way that scares them away.
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