Ambiguous Abomination.

Tap the glass,
Play with its flexibility.
See how durable it is.

Fingerprints burnt into its surface,
Little force was needed.
But the damage will be permanent.

Clean it vigorously,
Polish it gently,
No matter what force is put in,
Everything done to help will just cause damage in the end.

Slap the glass,
Test its physique.
See how long it'll last.

Handprints are obviously visible,
Exert a little more pressure this time.
But not enough for guilt to enter.

Tidying it is useless,
Perfection is no longer reachable,
There’s no point in fixing it.
So just scratch it up until the flaws are evenly matched.

Hit the glass,
Compete its withholding.
See how beautifully it shatters.

Hands bloodied from fighting,
Countless strength thrown onto it.
Damage at its highest potential.

Scramble the pieces,
Count the remains,
There’s no turning back now.
Hide the evidence deeply and far away.

So you won't see reflecting back
That the person causing so much damage,

Is you…