There is always
A smile brighter
Eyes prettier
Body tinier
And hair shinier
My skin is made of glass
With the way people see through me
I'm here
Right here
Secretly wishing you see me
As I see you
But there's always another
Another smile
A prettier face
Lithe body
And the sparkle that never seems to be missing.
I will always be made of glass
Seen
But always seen through