Glass House

You carry the weight of the world on your shoulders because that's what the world has taught you to do. The weight makes you stronger, but your bones are made of glass.

The weight of worry on your chest,
Can make it harder to breath.
You may fear you cannot rest,
So you grin and grit your teeth.

I see a man with determination.
A blaze of stubbornness in his eye;
To bring his future to fruition,
And troubles encourage the vie.

Strong willed, slow to anger;
Tempered through hottest fires,
Deep within is a sense of danger,
A depth to which I deeply admire.

His mind twists like wisteria,
His thoughts become like blooms.
His calmness is mysterious
Let no one enter his upper room.

 Sincerely ,

TWENTY XX