The world of glass

From the surface is clean.

It's smooth and it's solid,

No truth can be seen.

The world of glass,

Oh so perfectly clear,

Seems not to be so

As you look on from here.

The world of glass,

To the lonely is ideal.

But it shields from the surface

All that is real.

The world of glass,

All pretty and nice,

With a light finger tap,

Shatters like ice.

And then the secrets,

The things locked below,

Escape and fly out,

Now all of us know...

That the world of glass

Which was beautiful before,

Isn't so wonderful

To us anymore.

And as time goes on,

People quickly pass

Without even looking

At the world of glass. 

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