Behind my cold eyes

Insanity.
Thats what behind my cold eyes.
I say not a word of my fractured state
As others fly toward the sky, i stay on the
ground of broken dreams and
whole lies.
Thats what behind my cold eyes.

My cold eyes are a mirror
looking in but not out.

Oh why,cold eyes?!

How can I warm them?
Melt them, so that others may
finally look in.