F.R.A.G.I.L.E.

another glass broken
i just don't get it, it had written clearly--FRAGILE--
why don't he handled it with care..
he said, it's too heavy, he can't stand it.
he prefers things made in plastic now..
it's lighter than glass. it can't be broke easily,
cheaper, affordable by everyone..
did u know that once the glass is broken,
it will forever broken..

and now u leave all the pieces for me..
hands bleed, blood flows when i'm trying to pick up the pieces..
it's useless, u didn't notice it.
my hands, not yours,
it's me who feel the pain, not u..
plenty of reasonable excuses for u not to care..
hey, it's u who broke the glass..
it's u who had the glass..
if u didn't want to take the responsibility, why did u use the glass..
why don't u let the glass on the safe place--in the cupboard,perhaps
by that, the glass won't break..
and it can be used by other who will handle it with care..

but then, I've realize that u will never care..
u not even there!
u continue leaving the kitchen and take the plastics cup with you..
u said, breaking the glass is not a big matter,
u said, it was the glass itself too slippery that it fell from your hands..

I've cried, MOURNED for the broken glass..
after a moment, im tired of crying and doing nothing..
if i let the broken glass left on the floor,
it may hurt others--i thought..
so, i take a pair of gloves and pick up the pieces..
i realize, NOTHING'S BLEED, NO BLOOD, NO PAIN..
i let u take the plastic cup with u..
i don't even mind bout the broken glass anymore..
but i can't lie that, the cupboard is empty without the glass..
I've made my mind, I'll find another glass, maybe better than the broken glass..
so it can't be easily broken by the other 'he'..


13RD APRIL 2009
11:46PM