.::Glass People::. (First Draft)

Would it be cliche to say how I see right through you?
You're a clean window with no shutter nor blinds... And I can see the workings of your mind and the shallowness of who you are...

I see these fragile glass walls, you've build up in defense... The easily smashed crystal fence.

Yeah, I see right through you...
Honestly, you're damn near invisible...
Real recognize real... And you look like a stranger or something like that...
You and all this glass, I'd hate to be on the inside of you when it all gets smashed...
Broken glass and bloody tears... What took years to make takes only a second to break...
One solid rock of truth... And there's nothing left of you...
You glass person.