Standing there – silent like
the windless night. Just watching
my every action with no expression;
or so it seems. Masked behind
a layer of make-up with the
black tears to add a nice touch,
you just stand there.
Standing inside the glass box
you have put yourself in –
away from all society. Why
should I rescue you if I
know I get nothing in return?
You are just going to put yourself
in your little glass box again.
By: Arjun Kay