Glass

At times I am transparent without speaking out loud, and the pace which I move to situations smear the clarity, my intentions. I intend to wait for objectives before moving with movements especially if we all matter. And amidst the chatter I can clearly identify the antagonist who is not moved by venting, for venting is seen as a doorway by which anger enters.

If the eyes are windows the soul, the ambiguity of perception is far too great to base one’s actions off of. The glass is half empty?

Glass

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