Will you see through my walls?

Here in the walls I have built by maself,
The ones I can't really break through,
Not clean walls I could lean on,
But bleeding ones,
In this vacuumed tunnel in which I can't be heard,
No matter how hard I shout,
The walls that are painted by loneliness and grief,
The walls that hold me down, from spreading my wings,
I need someone with eyes,
Eyes to see me suffering in this confined walls,
And help me break free,
Will you see through my walls?
©highness11