You never really realize

How fragile your own little

Bubble of a world is,

All the rainbow prism colors

Dancing about the edges of your vision,

Until something comes along

And pops it with a loud


And leaves you stranded

Somewhere you've never been

A place where you can only be

Afraid, of what can happen next.


Someone just popped my bubble

Quite painfully

(You don't really want to know, I'm just writing this
So that it may be noted
That I am different now;
World, I hope you're laughing now
That someone so happy
Has been turned so desperate
Good for you.)