broken glass ,shattered dreams* scars we try to conceal.... lies masquerading as hopes.. a raging sea of torment .....endless storms within one side of the mirror....me, myself , i in doubt. on the other, the man i need to be.....screaming loud....silently. a teardrop mask...... a reflection of who i am, portrait of truth i cant accept. who knows what the darkness hides. words unsaid, a withdrawal..... do not second guess......beneath lies a chained soul..only love can break free. broken glass......empty shells,whilst trying to pick yourself...... they cut.......and you'llΒ Β bleed across the land... broken glass will tell you lies, bleed your soul and blind your eyes. beware.....like a demon on the rise... fought against the world, knowing how fragile broken glass can be....as fragile as glass ... that is me.... where do i go from here, what fate is drawing near.....in the end......i am what i am.. broken glass of whats left of me