One-Way Glass

One-Way Glass

My world can be dark,
It can be terrifying, bleak, sad,
Flat, and cold,
And insane, and bad.

But no-one can see
The storm inside of me.

No tears well in my eyes,
Because this is my life,
But my brain cries,
And my expression? All lies.

But no-one can see
The rain inside of me.

I don't hurt any longer,
My heart has grown numb,
Yet I've run out of hope,
Knowing that I can't run.

But no-one can see
The ice inside of me.

It's hell but I move on,
I watch people laugh
And wish I could trade places...
Maybe next time?

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul.
But mine?
They're one-way glass.