Glassy Heart

Dear readers, i now recite a tale, a poem, aviothic wishes, made from the glass to hang in the hall, where peoples dance if i rephrase it, i'm a mirroball i carry the weight of my emotions and thoughts the moon dancing around blue earth, a mirroball in the space shinning bright till the eclipse hit it i'm fine till the mirroball breaks i know i'm in pain but i'll still smile shine like a star that never turns dark you know, the star has a work to do, because down there somebody is looking for something to look at to calm their inner storm & be at rest ssad