A heart is like a pane of glass; The feelings inside weren’t made to last As for every argument long gone, Keeps me tossing, turning until dawn Sleepless nights and lasting days, My heart is akin to glass in ways For the cracks build up; spreading like veins, Shattering around my binding chains No longer trapped, I may break free, From the endless cycle of you keeping me Locked in a chamber of my own desires, Burning inside like funeral pyres Much like a pane of glass, my love was not to last, And you knew it right from the start But in reverse, the same is said, To the other, you were led; Because a pane of glass is like my heart, And this I shall impart: A crack can mean a breaking, But also a making Of a newer me; better and free, Parting seamlessly from thee When glass shatters most run in fear, But the tinkling beauty draws me near A thousand reflections looking at me, And they all seem to tell the same story Of love and hate and confinement, Broken down into excitement For a brand new life without you, That I can up and walk into So take a look and have a think, Next time you see glass on the brink Will you live or will you sink? Your choice to make, but only once, You shall be either queen or dunce Control your own life, You are yourself, not someone’s wife Your greatest possession is your name, Do not let it be taken in vain Break through the pane, Free yourself from the pain You and you alone can choose So what have you to lose?