Don't Tap The Glass

Do you think I want to be this way?

Do you think I like being alone?

Do you think I don’t want to be loved?

Who would want this?

Trapped in their own mind with no sign

no hint

no help in escaping

Long past has the water risen above my head

drowning out the laughter from outside

this aquarium that holds me

Please don’t tap the glass

◄ Wip

The Far Off Stare ►

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