Ellie365-no+stings+attached

No strings attached I am a glass. Half full, half empty. Covered in dust, the liquid inside me a sweet and sour mix. I sit on the counter, waiting, all alone; bored. I am stuck in the shadows; Pushed left and right without a say, I do what people want me to do, I do my job, but I am still left behind in the dark. Shrinking away, wasting away into nothing. Drops of water often Escape, glide down the sides. My silent tears. I want to escape from this cruel reality and be who I want to be, what I want to be; No strings attached. No one to tell me what to do, no one to impress, no one to hurt me. Just me, living my life, my way. Being who I want to be. Being...me.