Let me look out the window, for just one minute more, For after, I won't look out this window, at all, For months, years, or days, As I do not know, When I can or will return to this place, I so lovingly call home. Let me sit under the trees, Why do you pull me away? Let me play in the sand, Why is it no longer okay? Why can't I, run and jump and hide? To old to have fun like them, To young to have fun with you, Where do I fit in this puzzle? Oh, I have no clue. Why am I the odd one out? Why am I so alone? I thought this was my time, To find me tribe, my people, the places i can be, and most of all, On top of it all, to find me. Let me gaze out, into the ocean, For maybe just an hour, The sky is so mesmerising, Pretty like the flowers The waves crash, And the children scream, And all of it brings back memories. But the sky is blue-er, The sand is softer, for them. Its like my side is grey-er, Tainted by time, and losing friends. Is this what growing up feels like? Why, I wouldn't know, Because no-one ever prepares you, For a thing like leaving home So as I look out this window, after all these years, The world looks different, The laughter, the cheer It all seems fainter, dimmer even, And I don't know why. So alone, In a place I used to call home, All because I said goodbye So much fear, Won't go away, Won't shed a tear, No chance, no way. They cannot see, How much this gets to me. I won't let them feel, the pain that is oh, so real. So just let me look, Out the window, For just one minute more For after that, I won't look out the window, No, not at all.
☆ The poem is entirely by me, pls do not claim my writing as your own :)) ☆ ☆ The thumbnail image is from google, and was turned into a banner by me ☆
