I

I am a pane of glass.

Vulnerable. Breakable.

I am damaged. I am young.

I hold hope. I feel despair.

I crave stability. I win chaos.

The key is me. Life is the lock.

I fell helplessly, I roar my pain.

I’m shattered.

Broken. Tainted.

You used me.

You took advantage of me.

My heart out on the table.

Open heart surgery.

You hold the knife.

Oh, how you use it.

You put me down,

You control me.

I can’t cope.

It’s too much.

Let’s Go