The pane of desire

Viewing the world through the eyes of glass has become a disheartening task. Equivalent to living as a liar with a sharp tongue behind a mask. Miraculously notorious for being transparent and clear. Miraculously with honesty I invoke naught but fear. Though you can see a limitless world through this pane. You will never see or understand this soul shattering pain. For I am indeed fractured, chipped and worn. This well preserved surface reflects all of your beauty so my flaws are easier to ignore. Maybe in the right light my true self can be seen, however the sun and time cannot be controlled, so for now I suppose I'll just dream....