Fortress of glass

Fortress of glass is where I live,

a stone’s throw away from you,

a defenite sign you refuse to give,

is it you? on the outside, moist dew;

unafraid if fort you shatter,

afraid glass shreds wound others,

my glass walls strong than steel matter,

enclosed safe from all weathers;

but in safety you not had,

nor in any daring risk,

disturb you? my bad,

my secrets only in your disk;

for you, I give up illusions of immortality,

me not a prince but a dunce,

lately awakened to reality,

nightmarish future seeking in bins buns.