if i were glass would you break me...
if i was china would you drop me...
would you carry me with the most gentelness...
would you wrap your arms around me so tight to where i wouldnt fall...
keep me safe...
would you put me on the top shelf and forget about me and leave me to clooect dust...
or would you take me out to display me as your lovely peice of china your perfect glass that you wouldnt break...
sit me on a pedistole and say to me... i would never break you... i will never drop you... you are my perfect glass and my rare peice of china...
