I Am The Glass Poem by Jeremy Willson

When people ask me if the glass is half empty or half full
I say the glass is shattered, and they call me cynical
But I'm just a realist baby I know what it's like
To have the world come crashing down on my heart like a wooden spike
So don't tell me I'm a downer cause at the very least I'm legit
Life will knock you further than the curve if you let it
Don't keep your glass guarded by a retarded monkey
Cause if it drinks half of it then you will still be lucky
I guarded my own glass and looked away
Never thought that if someone broke it I wouldn't be okay
Now I'm picking up the pieces trying to put it back together
Gorilla glue and duck tape doesn't make it any better
The water still seeps through the many cracks
An extra set of hands to help fix it is what it lacks
No one looks at a shattered glass, they like the pretty vase
The vase has all it's pieces in the right place
Therefore, the glass is useless
It has no purpose
So it never really mattered
That is why the glass is shattered