A Taste of You is Worse than Being Starved

You’re the only one who sees me

Past the sun glints on my glass prison.

I’m all ceramic and paint

But you fill the hollowness inside.

And even though,

It’s him who kisses my salty tears away,

You’re the one who makes me cry.

I didn’t believe in crying,

But then, I didn’t believe in you either.

Now, you’re all I have,

And all I want and need.

You’re too dangerous

Because you have the key to my cage in clouds.

I’m afraid,

Afraid that if I’m set free,

I’ll never find my way home again

And freedom isn’t worth it

If we’ll just say goodbye in the end.