Life Inside a Bottle
I live my whole life
Inside a glass bottle –
People can see me,
Admire me,
But cannot touch me.
I, likewise, can see people
Happy and laughing
Outside my bottle.
I can see and admire them
But I cannot touch them –
Will not touch them.
From inside my glass bottle
I can see life
As I long for it to be.
Yet I remain
In this little glass bottle
Where I am safe…
From hurt;
From emotion;
But where I lack love
And remain ever lonely.
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