I look outside my window,

Staring at the vast possibilities. 

There are places to go,

And people to see,

In my room I feel safe,

No one to hurt me,

Or let me down.

Just me.

No risk,

And certainly no reward.

I look outside my window, 

Seeing what could be,

And never will.

Somethings are better left unknown.

I guess I never knew,

My

Life

Was

"Somethings"

I look outside my window,

And think,

Maybe the underdog,

Doesn't always aspire or inspire,

And God knows,

Im as far under as it gets.

I look outside my window, 

And wonder,

What's next?