Glass

I want to be as clear as glass

A fish bowl you can hold

in your hands

I want to be able to tumble

and crash

onto the ground, if so I please

 

I want you to see what's inside

me, every tear drop, every

dried flower, every particle of dust

I want to be emptied, then filled

I want to be able to tumble

and crash

onto the ground, if so I please