See it my way

Theres a blue haze apon all you see
The sunlight is that little bit dimmer
And the rays that used to burn just sizzle
Seeing isnt just seeing, its looking and understanding
Annalysing and interpreting
Through the dusty blue eyes is a glimmer
A porthole to the soul
The soul is screaming, but the sounds reverberate
Bouncing of the walls im bound to survive in
As if the glass i peer through is not the same as others
They look through opaque plastic
Matching their skin
Im bound with steel