Eggshells

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells,
It feels like busted ass glass
Like spider-webbing beneath me
Popping, ready to crash. 

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells 
I feel like I’m walking on glass
Toeing the line, trying to find
A sure place, a steady path. 

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells 
It’s like glass that’s shattered but there
The shards have poked and prodded 
I measure my moves with care. 

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells 
You see me walking on glass
And, if I keep myself steady 
Maybe, this too, shall soon pass. 

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells 
But this broken glass sounds the same
They’re watching me from all sides
Waiting is their game. 

I don’t feel like I’m walking on eggshells 
But this glasshouse is closing in
I feel exposed and vulnerable
It’s either give up or give in…