Glass -

It didn’t seem to be the time

to invoke fears with made-up lies

and I couldn’t distinguish the feelings

or even all those facts far from opinions

I’ve built a house

made out of glass

to have a glimpse at this worlds end

to be able to reach out and help

well everyone else except myself

I’ve built a house

with thinnest walls

buried myself in a building so small

now everybody should be able to hear

the choir of bones the hymn of my fears

And I can hear them sing

And I can hear them hum

Break the glass throw the stone!

But I have nowhere to go!