Glass Cabinet Poem by Sam Hughff

My mind so full of thoughts, that I wish it could be dead, my heart completely happy, yet so full of dread.
Tired and wide awake, though it may seem crazy, when I can't talk right or even think straight, a world so dark and hazy.
Every day goes by so fast, each one shorter than the next, its a wonder that these words can even be put into text.

There's so much I want to say, or to express what's in one's self.
But it's as if I've been locked in a glass cabinet, to sit alone on my shelf.
Looking at people, people looking at me, do they even like what they see?

A fragile thing that can't be broken, put on a pedestal, another man's token. I want to see the world, to help others I don't know exist, to be someone that everyone sees, but not sitting on a pedestal.

Is my world crashing down on me?
Maybe there's a way that I can break free, to be the person I want to be, to say the things I want to say,
maybe that would be okay.