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Sitting in my room.
Against the window pane.
I feel like a display.
Because of this windowpane.
Cars go by.
Birds fly on.
Nothing stays in place.
Except for I.
People walk pass.
I watch as they go.
I can't help but feel so alone.
Nightime Comes.
And the stars break the sky.
I wish I were one of them,
I wish I could fly.
But, trapped, here am I
Because of so many things.
Thats why I'm stuck behind,
This ******** windowpane.
- Title: Windowpane
- Artist: MioraKira
- Description: Well, while i was in a group home for a week we weren't allowed to go outside. But in each room there was a giant glass window with a ledge that could hold two people at a time. So every day i would sit there and stare out the window hating it more and more evrey day. So i decided to turn that hate into a poem. Enjoy.
- Date: 01/20/2009
- Tags: windowpane saddness confinment
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Keraino - 01/21/2009
- l really like this poem! lt has a great rhyme scheme and it reflected how you felt...you seemed really lonely and angry at the same time in that poem....5/5!!!! =D
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