Glass
My heart beats in a bottle
Its surface scratched by sand
So this window to my heart
Was fragile in your hand
You showed me a different side
That told me my life mattered
When I thought you pushed too hard
The glass inside me shattered
I was angry and upset
Harsh words to me were spoken
Why was I so sensitive?
Why was my bottle broken?
I did not appreciate
Your love and your attention
Now I know you meant no harm
That wasn't your intention
I kept myself bottled up
But this was soon to pass
You broke into my weak heart
The heart I kept in glass
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