Heart Of Glass

If I fall will you catch me?
If I cried would you care?
Am I blind as not to see?
You are really not there.
Why cant I speak?
Why cant I feel?
Your emotions are weak.
Why arent you real?
I'm holding the air
You re handling a heart
No longer do you stare
Fragile, torn apart.
Youre still in my glass box
Together we still stand
Fading, holding fake clocks
Waiting for that last grain of sand.