The glass child

The glass child

Broken as she may be, invisible as she seems, emotionally neglected and academically pressured. Thought whisper her death, but still continues to live. 

Someone who grew up with a sibling who their parents had to give more attention to, seeking or craving attention too. As fragile as a glass, every piece doesn't last.

She is broken inside and out, she is tough on the outside, but she is soft on the inside , so soft that you can hear her heart shutter.

Respectfully yours, 

Eowyn Kimberly Cordero