Life...

Life is like a world enclosed in a bottle. Trapped within walls of glass where you can see the life of others. Trying to reach-out, trying to meddle with their lives. We try to tap the glass or open the lid of their lives. Chances are we pour our lives within their bottle or rather break and shatter the glass and completely annihilate and destroy their very lives. The glass of bottle is like a symbol of our ego. Vulnerable to every threat of man-kinds wrath. Waiting to be destroyed, damaged, shattered and cracked by people whom we hardly know.~"with my own words" budjett"