Shameless As a Piece of Glass

I rather die than just pass away from boring days to fabled prayers, I rather live my life today as if I never cared. I hope you understand my fears, shattered for seven years, in this plain of existence, I'm jeered. I feel shards of niceties prick my skin, in most unfavored ways, merely on a whim. Blood flows, heart breaks, mind is born-again. I know the frame of life sits in the pane, and the light is bright enough to blind. Yet on I shine... shameless as a piece of glass.