just another poem

[princezzj]

Heart of Glass

Lord sometimes I think,
you made my heart of glass
Intricate, delicate,
but never meant to last
And every time it broke,
and there've been quite a few
I had to pick the peices up,
but it was never good as new.
Sometimes it was broken so bad
It could only be fixed by time and you.
I'm not sure what you had in mind
When you made my heart of glass
Something so fragile couldn't last
But it is true I'll never know
And it's not my place to ask
I'm just thankful that souls of steel
Come with hearts of glass.