A Prisoner of One's Self

My eyes are welded shut like an iron gate Just trying to hold back the tears you anticipate You see right through me like a window Wactching me change like weather from rain to cold snow I know latley I am so pale, cold, and white I still want you in me though the window is closed so tight Some times that look is a stone that shatters glass Some times your smile warms me till my troubles pass Your warm heart can melt my tears away And when your around I go from December to May But at other times dead memoreys make up my fall And when I try to love you I always stall You can break this glass but there are still bars of steel No matter how much I love you, I can't change how I feel A prision of seasons is what I am stuck inside I can not escape to love you, but know how I tried