The World I Live In

She's

She's an empty glass
Reflecting what's around her,
To hide that there's nothing inside.
She's water,
She gives life to everyone else,
But she can't control what direction the river takes her.
She's a picture,
Beautiful,
But caught in a moment in time.
She's a map,
She'll lead you,
But she is left torn and creased.
She's a safe,
With a heart of gold,
That not even she can see.
She's more to you,
Than she is to herself,
Because you never had the courage,
To tell her,
"Someone loves you"