Faded

How can I be so empty

when everyone is near?

If the pane of glass between us 

breaks, what is there to fear?

Can't you see me trying

to break free from this cage?

and fall into your arms - 

stay there until old-age.

Yet I fear that as I tear down

you begin to build.

You hold me at arms length;

a smile has me thrilled.

Perhaps I need to back away

and then you'd realize

you're more faded to the world

than you were in my eyes.