The Glass

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There’s a glass between you and me
We do not agree, you and me
It’s not in the words or the face that I see
But I sense you’re not free.

The soul is in pain, emotions in need
And this is what you’re hiding from me
Trying to cover your constant disease
Only to end up smiting me.

Be real and not fright
No darkness can cover what is in the light
So speak it out, dont hold it on tight
And I promise, I really won’t bite. =)