charismatic

it's a thick and solid, cold glass shell
you build around yourself
it seems a little threatening
but i see right through it

you're like a fish in a fishbowl in that cold, glass shell
stuck swimming in circles with nowhere to go
there's a heart in there and there's lots of stuff in it
it's caring and loyal and funny and fun
it's just trapped in that fishbowl with no pathway out

see, one day someone's going to take a big, steel pick
and start hacking away at that cold, glass shell
- in fact, i think somebody already did -
and the water will slowly start trickling out
and that unyielding face that you show to the world
might have to show the something
it's afraid of

the humor won't help
the sarcasm will hurt
the silence won't heal

a Byronic hero can cry, you know.