My Little Glass Ball

I live in
A clear glass ball.
It�s a world
Unto itself.
I watch as
Others try and fail.
But I never try myself.

My little glass world
Keeps me �safe and secure.�
Did it ever occur to them
That I don�t want to be?
But how many kicks and screams
Will it take
For me to exit my glass world?

I knock and ask politely.
I�m ignored.
I knock a little louder.
Only to still be ignored.
I start to loose control
I start to pound, and bang, and kick, and scream
I�m noticed�and laughed at, and pointed to
Like some kind of absurdity.

Now I�m curled in a ball
Where no one can find me
While I cry my sad, hurt little heart out.
Will it be worth it
To try again tomorrow?
Can I continue knocking, kicking, and screaming
Until the glass finally shatters?



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