The Glass Cage

Trapped inside a transparent prison, seeing the world around you, and knowing your life can never have that.

You don't know what I've seen,

What I've felt and what I've dreamed

It's like a shadow encased in glass,

Trying to fight everything

Pressing against the glass walls,

Trying to escape the crystal cage,

Seeing life revolve around me,

And realizing it and I could never be.

Growing steadily, silently screaming,

With the glass walls taking in the sound,

Of every heart beat's plea to be free

And echoing in reply with captivity

I see life's inner workings,

Whilst I remain in my glass cage

Watching the clocks and lives pass by,

Simply waiting for my time to die

The corners of the cage are cracked,

From me attempts to break the seam,

But these walls just won't budge,

I am forever captive, the world, my judge

I have begun to try and fall,

Tried to slip or stumble,

Maybe to start a new life someplace,

But each time I do, I remain in the same glass cage

What can break this fragile glass?

Does anything here have this power?

What could forge a life brand new?

Could it be me, or even you?

You walk past my glass cage,

Staring into my captive little life,

And then move of with your own,

Letting me die, quietly alone

All it would take is a stone,

A small rock, maybe even a pebble,

To break this broken life,

And trade love for all this strife

Until that day comes, however,

I must remain in this litle glass box,

Counting up the moments of resistance,

Until the shadow of death gloriously visits

This little glass box, more like a cage,

Letting me see the joy's of life,

What a cruelty this cage portrays,

Showing a love I cannot partake

In my shattered glass cage.