Glass House
In the public's eyes,
Living in a clear view home,
Life will not let me live any other way.
Yesteryears reminded me of daily repairing,
Shattered windows needed replacing.
Clueless to the crime,
Meaningless musing of broken hearten misfortune.
Yet,
Puzzling thought of facts,
Damaged from the in.
But whom made it passed the doorway?
Only me dwelling this place.
Than,
Guility I am found by myself,
Glass house collapsed by my own thinking,
Offended
By
Outside
Stony
Words
By others-
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