Behind Glass Walls

See a man living behind glass wallsHis eyes are blind they see nothing, nothing at all,All his thoughts bend twards things,things that only he seesAll the world a reflection of his dreams,his nightmares are all too realTrapped within a crystalline world of thoughtNot a fool unaware, of what must be soughtAll his hopes and his dreams they are frozen in timeAll the world a reflection of his dreams,his nightmres are all too realTear out the eyes that do not seeTurning your thoughts to perceptions withinReaching through shadows blood on his handsGrasping the truth that has found.