Glass & steel

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My heart is glass.
your heart is steal.
I sit alone, crying.
you sit alone, blank.
I try to be normal.
you don’t need effort.
I have cuts.
you have clean wrists.
I die of hurt.
you live with happiness.
I always cared.
you cared for your own.
I’m lost.
You’ve been found, by someone.
my heart is shattered.
Yours isn’t even dented.

This poem was written/submitted by Courtney Criswell.