The Glass Room

I'm zoning out, I'm feeling high

on this freedom I've discovered

The emo's pounding in my heart

But this frustration's been uncovered

The black moon calls out, hear it cry

Eclipse of introspection

This diary's my only comraderie

My inner's souls reflection

The tears are flowing invisibly

In the form of subtle ink

Your ears are disconnected

But this phone's a blatant link

Pick myself up to the ground

This dialect, slowly waning

Trapped in your perceiving glare

Me, the rock who is complaining

I hold no burdens of fire and blood

I'm cradling my own fears

Of isolation, my glassy heart

is blurred behind your tears