Between the Glass and the World

I float, my mind being in different dimensions.

A thick fog surrounds me, and I barely see.

I am present yet absent from my mind.

I feel invisible to the world around me.

A mist swirling, a silent scream,

an endless maze with no way out.

The world, off in the distance.

Looking through the eyes of reality I doubt.

Someone else’s face is on the surface─

a stranger from a foreign world.

I see, but it’s looking through a glass.

My hands, trembling, my vision blurred.

Feeling emotions that I cannot name.

Are they even emotions that are mine?

Trying desperately to hold my ground,

telling the world that I am fine.

People look at my face but cannot see me.

I am lost, trapped, confined within.

I scream, but nobody can hear

through this glass world I am in.