Like a piece of glass,
I am transparent.
Pick me up and hold me against the light,
I'd shine brightly.
Like a piece of glass,
I will shatter when you drop me.
Even if you didn't mean to.
Like a piece of glass,
I may hurt you.
As you try to pick up,
the little shards that's left of me.
Like a piece of glass,
I am fragile.
And how I wish I could bubble wrap me.
Snippets of Triviality 