Buried Alive and Within

I cannot bear to see the face The man behind those eyes I’m so controlled by all the fear By my loud but deafened cries I want to reach him, take a hold I have to shake him into sense But yet, upon each waking day I fall victim to pretense Excuses stopped my true desires I have justified my crimes To not pursue all that I dream To myself, I’m doing time Oh, to break the glass, my mirror image I feel it will set me free But, alas, no strength to raise against I’ll forever be, just me