Outside my window I see a place, a place of happiness, a place of sadness, maybe pain, maybe joy, I don't know what is out there, and some people might say I know more than most. My past is my past. I know what happened to me and I know what I felt. What I don't know is my future, my world is not your world, it's mine, and we do not share the same world. No two people do. Each and every window or world is different. I wish I knew my house inside the safety. Nowhere is safe I know no one is going to hurt me but myself but what if what we fear is our self all of us, not other people, not outside the window. Forget the world, the other people, animals, feelings, love. Forget outside for a change we control only us only our feelings. It might not seem like it. I know I don't, but maybe we can learn, too learn, too care, too love our self's maybe even hate what we are to be a better person make the world see outside their own window or world a different way, outside my window. I see change, hope, love, and scary. Even if it's a good change.
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