True Beauty, Is Fragile. "If glass wasn't meant to break, it wouldn't be treated with such care. Sometimes even in it's brokenness, it creates such beautiful wonders."

Shrugs & Hugs "There are people who will erase you from existence. To those, just shrug off. But there are those who will stand by you in war or peace. To those, hug them tightly; even if only once. Then they will know their own value."

Whence Do I Rise? Cold air. I breathe. It's not fair. So I leave. Glass streaks. Called tears. Paving wet streets. My own fears. They rip a path. Into my face. A saddening bath. I can't escape. Then I look up. And there I see. I am enough. I can be free. When will I cease? Whence do I rise? I'm no disease. I'll believe no lies. Cold air. I once breathed. But I did dare. To be freed. So I rise. From out of me.