Your eyes seem out of shape

Morphing and twisting and changing

Your soul hidden behind a glass wall

I cannot reach you with my call

You are blind to my emotion

And deaf to my expression

Your heart lacks all the feeling

Keeping close the cards worth dealing

Hiding behind those frames

While calling others all kinds of names

You do not see where you are

Because to you everything is too close or too far

You lack the sense of your own vision

And have no inner onward mission

Keeping your soul behind that glass wall

Look at how afraid you are to fall

Take off those lenses for a bit

Look at me, in the eyes, while we sit

Just breathe, one breath at a time

As if you are reading a sing-song rhyme

No need to judge or scrutinize

Look at me, in the eyes.