Flow…
If Only I could just learn to flow freely
If Only I could just glide right along
If I could just slide right on through
If I could just fall into place
Glass…
But I’m glass and I can’t flow
I’ll be all scratched up
I can’t glide, I’ll be broken if I ever stop
If I slide and fall a million pieces of me
Will cascade every where in every direction
Steel…
If Only I were steel I could flow anywhere, unafraid
If Only I were steel I could glide into forever
I could slide right on through cutting in my wake
I could cool and just fall into place, hard as a rock
Unshakable.
But glass is so beautifully breakable
So easily warp-able
Supremely damageable
I have to sit here, no going where its flowing, being very still
Or stand here, no gliding, hidden behind this monster frame
On a hook, no sliding, if I move my doom begins
No falling, it’s bad luck, I’m irreparably misunderstood
Jealous of how you gracefully flow, steel,
Cracks don’t show because of how strong you can be
Staring at your reflection, right through me
All I can do is be used.
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 