Behind the Glass

They judge all of my flaws and mistakes,
yet seldom praise me for what I've done right.
Sometimes I just want to run and escape;
I've tried to break through with all my might.

^^ I find this more relatable and I loved it well the entire poem was fantastic and very good greatly written

They are analysing my every move,
dissecting each crumbling part of me.
Living underneath this microscope -
I cannot be who I was meant to be.

^^ I also loved this stanza very well done and heartfelt and meaning imagery amazing terrific flow and emotions pouring great job loved it 5/5

Amazing work with this one Sara.
Loved the images as well, very true.

Keep it up girl !!

Oh, Sarah, I really like this play on images.
And at first, the words awesomely reflected how people can be inhibited by the lens of the world, but at the end, no inhibitions!! Freedom.. and I sighed, you really transferred this image into words :)

Way to go.