  Broken Glass Similiar to glass Tough yet easily damaged Strong, yet so very weak This is me Rarely recognized for anything other than appearance That is you Constantly noticed for the beauty within But what are we? If combined, what will we be? Will the people ever see That there is more to me than they concieve? If dropped, do we not all brake? If pushed too far, do we not all shake? If we want, do we not all take? I fail to see the difference, I fail to change the ways. We are similar to glass. Tough, yet easily damaged. Strong, yet so very weak. 
