Around me it forms a shield
Hard and transparent too

Showing me as an insensitive being
With consideration for no one at all

Not taking notice of the feelings at play
The loving heart minced time and again

Waiting for someone with powers possessed
To puncture the bubble and come to me

To come to me; to touch my heart
With no misunderstandings; know the real me

Keeping hopes high, bearing it time and again
With fading light and no breathing space

Around me it forms a shield
hard and transparent too