Snowflakes

Step cautious my heart is made of glass

Careful not to shatter it when you pass

Full of cracks, not long until it breaks

It will fall apart into little snowflakes

Drizzling down never to get restored

That'd be the cutting of my life cord

I do wonder where I'd go after this

If I'd appear as another in a switch

Honestly, I just want to get my peace

End up somewhere my pain is at ease

With more colors than black and white

Where it's neither too dark nor bright