Every person I passed by seems seeing life differently than I.
It must be because of those eyeglasses hanging in front of their eyes.
"I must have mine", I said.
I found it in deep angst and shivering that I have been burdened with.
As soon I had it worn, it broke.
I looked for all possible ways to fix it,
All for to see life in a different perspective.
My existence was questioned..
Laughed at..
At some point some people understood my journey.
But yet they asked me, "Why aren't you wearing the glasses?"
I answered, "It broke, I tried to fix it but eventually it can never be fixed."
In that moment I finished that sentence, it felt like I turned invisible.
Now, ignored.
I had no other wish than to restore those glasses that gives life to everything I used to adore.