The invisble Wall

So often
I feel
So different

Questioning myself
If what I feel
Is what is true

The invisble wall between our worlds
I touch the glass
You do the same

Should I be more like you?
Or you more like me?

Fingerprints blinding the glass
And so we wander
Step by step
Along the glass
We walk we whisper and we pray
That our hands may touch one day