With the curtains thrown wide
we see the world gray
and we know it's the fault of our own
Spent far too long
bearing crown, sword, and shield
we forgot from what it was made
and we've been here before
in another short life
I can see that it's taking a turn
Because we know that our time
is our last sacrifice
Just in case this world never learns
But until we get out
there are walls closing in.
Oh, how futile fantasy burns.
I will not shave my legs
not because I am against it
but because being myself feels like my own act
of rebellion
I will not quiet down
let the world hear my pride and excitement
but I will not shout
When you get an eyelash in your eye
a wish will fall in with it
each one holds memories
stained with the makeup of your life
if the memory is tainted
with trauma, fear, or pain
The Glass Statue Girl
looks at the world with eyes of shards
moves through life like a river
her figure sluicing across paths of people
who see a clear accessory
The Glass Statue Girl
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