I was trying to describe what it feels like to wear glasses my entire life.
Its like looking through a window,
I’m not really there.
I see and touch, it all feels real,
But ultimately bare.
I don’t connect with people,
They seem too far away.
Even when they’re right in front
I can’t hear what they say.
Its like NPC’s in games.
There are people of all kinds,
I can talk and interact with them,
But none of them have minds.
Its like living in a bubble,
Peering through the soapy sheen.
I can see things in the distance,
But nothing in-between.
Its like living in two dimentions,
Though everyone has three.
I can’t see the truth of things,
I can only see me.
