The Glass Box

I'm stuck in this glass box,
looking out at everyone,
I'm at the edge of the docks,
but everyone is gone,

I'm all alone,
No one to talk to,
And I'm on the edge of the stone,
With no where to go

I have my issues,
But so do other people,
I have been through abuse,
Both mental and physical

I'm not the greatest,
But I'm not the worse,
I have been depressed,
And I'm ready to burst