Glass box glass box glass box
Why am I in here?
Why did you leave me here
Why can I see you
But you can’t see me?

I can see you
Your eyes glossy
Your shoulders, slouched
Your hair, frantic
Your feet, stuck

You say the words
‘I miss you’
And I yearn to yell back
‘I’m right here! Just walk a little closer’

Glass box glass box glass box
Why did you leave me here