john's POV
GLASS
Looking through the glass,
John was PRETTY,
John was VIBRANT,
John was BEAUTIFUL.
Though when he turned away,
He was forced to face reality.
Chapped cherry lips,
Ghostly pale face,
Silver hair, that shined gray
in the spark of life
He wanted more than his paramour,
He wanted someone to feel,
To touch
To love.
John often found himself on the edge,
Tittering on the outskirts of the cliff.
Ready for the split second
Water would saturate the flame under his breast.
But for now,
He continues the facade
The life the Others want him to have.
Looking through the GLASS.
