Behind That Clear Window

There's a girl behind that clear window there.
She's an adult, lost, inside a child's body.
Can you see her there?
Nah, I doubt it. She's too good at hide n' seek.
But the girl, she's constantly running behind that clear window.
It's the only safe place there. Otherwise, she'd have run across the whole Earth by now.
It seems, though, as if the flame that once burned bright in her heart is gone now.
That's so disappointing! What an excellent life she could have had!
But no, she's now trapped behind that clear window. There's no option to run out anymore.
And as the girl writes this poem, she cries, for she realized behind that clear window, her vision of yellow flowered dresses and purple daisies is gone.
That there is no field to run through behind that clear window.
That there's no more make believe for me.





Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback