Fragile and breakable, she gazes into a cruel mirror
with a crooked smiled and crazed eyes.
She carefully places her plastic tiara
“I am a princess, and I am beautiful.”
Not wanting to be late for her ball,
she sets down for the stairway
carefully making her way.
As she gets to the bottom
the ghosts become away,
and her shadow angel
looks in awe at the enchantment
his Glass Angel has spelled.
eyes fixed at hte only things that matters,
he can only see her fragile being,
And she shatters.