Shattered glass

We are born pristine, clear and beautiful

The years of life have dented and shattered me

Some think it is okay to walk over my shattered pieces

They have perceived me wrongly

I am stronger than they think

I will defend myself

It is them who will bleed when they try to walk over me

My glass maybe shattered

I have my strong will, my soul and I am me

My years of life I maybe shattered and torn

Know this I do not shatter easily

I am still pristine, clear and beautiful within

Do not think it is okay to shatter my glass

Do not even try to begin for I am pristine

My shattered glass embodies me

Now you see me clearly

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