Everyone is Made of Glass.

i don't know when everything began.
as i observe, i keep wondering,
when did everyone's lives become so sad and empty?

i hate sitting here,
trying to focus on my own life,
when the people closest to me,
are living the same hell that i am.
just in different circumstances.

i just want to tell her that things will be better,
and that i'm there for her.
but i have,
and she knows.
but it doesn't help like it used to.

i've been so lost in this war,
war of love,
battles for happiness,
that i forget that i should be fighting the battles for them,
not for my own benefit.

because when they aren't happy,
how the fuck can i be?

i want to be closer to C.
because with everything, she seems the most stable.
but hell, i seem to find myself stable,
so that definition seems pretty meaningless, now.

it's a lot harder to comfort someone who is on your computer,
rather than in person.
honey, i never want to see you cry,
so please be brave and keep it in.
i believe in you.
so please be strong and believe in that too.

i wanna just drive to SD,
and hug M until it hurts.
i miss so many people,
and none of the people i love are here.

i'm beginning to understand the numb feeling you were talking about.
but i don't want to break promises,
that's why this post is here.

we are all broken glass,
and i want to pick up the pieces.
i can't stand it when we all are shattered.

so to H, S, M, C, and G
i wish the utmost happiness,
and knowledge of my presence.
i'm here.
and willing to lend an ear,
or some simple words.
because i am so tired of sitting here just praying.

i wanna help, dammit.

so let me.