To Be, Or Not?

To be blown of glass in a delicate nature To be light of air when held in one's hand To be paper thin in the tearing of iris To constantly fear you'll return to the sand To sigh in discouragement when all the world's snowing To pick up oneself and hang weeping to dry To wish these emotions would latch on to brevity To be all but broken, to silently cry To yearn to be held in your delicate nature To wish that the world knew your name on it's tongue To break your own heart into mosaic pieces To be less indelicate, or just to be young To sleep without darkness or white noise or heat To soak up a bath and wash dust off your feet To shine up the glass skin and blow up your lungs To be in your solitude enigma complete~