JJ's cringe ass poetry

"try hard"

cold glass separates me from you,

i can see you,

hear you.

i am you, kept behind caution tape.

the glass fogs from my breath,

i move to mimic your blurred actions,

i push my voice into my throat 

i crush my feelings like leaves.

your soul, in my body 

behind my glass 

reflecting in my mirror

reflecting in my actions?