\"A metaphorical bottle of life\", is what I call myself.
My outer shell is smooth to the touch,
yet easy to crack or shatter.
People typically see through me and don\'t take me seriously.
I have a cork in my mouth keeping me from telling the truth.
I am who I am and I can\'t hide that,
each word that escapes your mouth cracks me a little more.
Im shattered by your lies and your ways of life,
but glass can be recycled right?