Knock. Poem by Saharah Rane

You know, I never understood.
When someone said life is like glass.
I never actually knew how fragile it is.
Until I really got it.
Because after all those mistakes I made.
Because after all that pain I caused.
I could finally see.
Why you can only see after everything happens.
Why everything happens.
You may pave your road.
But somebody gives you the paint, the cement, or whatever.
To pave your road.
Your not the only one that decides your fate.
Everyone around you is involved.
Life is like glass.
Because when you stain that glass.
You have to clean it.
To learn from you mistakes, to try to not make mistakes again.
But sometimes you can't stop making mistakes.
And the glass.
Just gets dirtier and dirtier.
No matter how many times you clean it.
And when the glass finally shatters.
From too much.
Your lost completely.
Life is like glass.
Be careful with it.
Or you can never look back.