Glass Menagerie

Do you collect the hearts you lost
On a dresser top like me?
A reminder of my broken hearts
In a little glass menagerie

Do you have a hard time letting go
Do you still love what’s not there
Or do you drop them in a box under the bed
And forget that they are there?

Do you still remember the ones you loved
Who followed darkness another way?
Do you mourn for their passing at all
At the end of every day?

Figures cast a shadow, catch the light
Empty and transparent eternally
Doomed from the start to break your heart
Another figurine in the menagerie

Do you consider it a waste of time
The ones that walked away?
Despite your every second chance
And the price for them you paid?

Do you remember the ones who left
Like I do late at night?
Wondering if I could’ve changed it
Somehow made things right

Do you collect your failures
And trace their cold etched faces?
Too late to save, can’t replace
Just taking one of the empty spaces

Do you still see them sometimes
Or do you only see what will be?
And love who you have before you
Not trapped in a glass menagerie
Oh Lord, don’t let one of those fragile figures
Be me