.glass room.

he loved her or so she thought. he treated her like princess. he kept her in a glass room. never let her made her own mistake. she saw all the beauty ouside her room. she saw all the teardrops falling down from the eyes of the living thing called human. she saw all. she felt none. he told her to stay in the room. he was just too afraid to let her experienced all. yes, she was fragile. the room and him were her comfort zone - the only things she ever knew. she loved her life. one day, he went outside and forgot to close the door. it was a rainy day so she tried to close the door. she pipped through the open door and amazed of how the sky can actually cry. she felt a cold gentle breeze. something she never felt before. so she let her feet took her outside the room. she went out of her comfort zone. she became human. she felt. raindrops fell, she got wet. the asphalt underneath her was not all that smooth. she stumbled a little. she dared herself to stand up again. keep moving. all she wanted for is to live her life. to feel happy. to know pain. to make friend with loneliness. to shake hand with cruelty. she is fully aware that probably shell never find a better place than the one shes in: the glass room, but she believes that shell find a better life in a world that is full of shit.