g l a s s

see me now

through tinted windows

where spiders crawl

and spin their art

hear my cries

through closed-off doors

intertwined by locks

and wrapped in chains

meet my eyes

through the fingers

that cover them

my own

I’m too afraid to look

see me now

through invisible walls

in this house of glass

and town of night

hear my cries

they won’t shatter this facade

I can see through the walls

but I fear that you can’t