Glass is what I see you through
The world changes, as does my view
The scene today is pensive
Through my glass you look so defensive
And I want to look at you the way
You really are today

Glass is what holds me from you
The invisible shield that you threw
Unconscious, I'd like to think
But I couldn't know, we aren't in sync
I want to sit by you today
But I don't know if that'd be okay

Glass isn't something you can feel
This view and shield, it isn't real
Not in the way that you are thinking
Not in the way that you are linking
Together these words of mine
I wish that you could align

These things
Humanities endless rings
That each and every soul
Has it's very own glass whole
Of everything that could be
But, it is wholly your choice to see