Through the looking glass

A teen's social isolation.

Life is beautiful but I can't touch

I might try but it hurts too much

staring through this frozen glass

wishing time would cease to pass

when will the world see that i'm alive

when will i know its okay try

can you condem me for being afraid?

some days i think i can't be saved

and though they say miracles happen every day

mine never seem to find a way