You Are Glass

by Stephanie Ball   Aug 18, 2012


It's bad to judge someone because they ain't like you. You both came from different paths. Everyone is different. You may regret things from time to time, but just remember, whatever you have done is what made you who you are today. Could be better, could be bad. Regretting something you can't undo, is something that will haunt you the rest of your life.
Humans are fragile. Some people pray to God, but others just turn up the music. Cause to them, Music is their God. You can find your answers in the right music. You may shine, you may go cold. But we are only humans. Humans can only do so much.
Some people are inspirational, because they have Music beside them as they write down their feelings.
Girls, you are not beautiful, not pretty, not none of those words that guys may call you. You are something that can't be described in words. The word for it is too strong to hear it. You can only find it by being yourself. If you feel comfortable in make-up and spray tans. Then do it. That's who you are. Don't change for those haters. Course, they are gonna hate, but you have will power. People are glass. Just stay strong.
Guys, some of you hurt girls so much. It causes their unbroken hearts to finally be broken. The first love is the hardest to get over. When she tells you about her problems, it's not to annoy you. She trusts you witgh a piece of her. She may ask for help because she needs it, because her parents fight everynight over stupid things and her making high grades keeps them from it. And the other guys out there, you treat girls with respect. If you're breaking up with them, you do it gently.
People are shpaed by the light they have. We can all break down sometimes because we're glass. There's dark moments when people will trust you and expect you to listen and help them. You have no idea what pain the person may go through by just looking at them. She may be covering the bruises in make-up, her clothes, anything. It takes someone close to open it up too.
The girl in the class who doesn't have a lot of friends, she may be scared to open up. She seems like she gives out information like it's free, but that's only the smallest of her worries. She could be struggling in life, trying to stay strong and not break-down. Just like her, you are glass.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Shades of Gray

    Girl, that was amazing!! Adding it to my favorites!
    ~Shades of Gray

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