GLASS HOUSE
Lock seems easy to break Inside or out ? It's hard to select . Beautiful and fragile Trustworthy or not? That's up to you to judge. I step there a long long ago When world felt true to me The reflective walls lured me Felt as if it resemble with me Inside there, They have seen me naked But haven't heard my scream Seen me dance But haven't felt the beat In Fact, It was just a dream somehow Though it's there, can't be pointed out 'Trust me', I might say you so And even if you do, it's not a whole. Trust comes through conviction Conviction comes through transparency And transparency through eyes. Eyes are the peephole, That led you see all inside Glasshouse has shown me many things; Reflection of my soul and yours, Boundless possibilities and constraints. Don't you get it still ? It's both my safe place and war zone to thrill.