My Frosted Window

What I see strait ahead;
The pain that gathers inside my heart, instead.
No different from you, not different from me,
Just hiding from the stuff I don't want to see.
Separated by the window seal,
I shall kindly name my price and make a deal.
I pay with pain to break the glass;
To afford the perfect life, I use a mask.
No one will notice the color of my eyes, 
Soft hands wipe and rid my cries;
So I'll keep saying I love you before I die.
My frosted window, the love of my life