When gazing out my window what will i see?
So much sadness, and so many broken dreams.
How many will die out, how many will come to be?
Where are the trees, where are the cars?
Only dry grass and towers of guards.
Nowhere to go, nowhere to be.
I find that i am caught up in lonelinesses insanity.
There are no vivid colors, no maajestical  serenity.
I look both left and right,
only to discover i am drowning in grief.
I have never been in a place so bland.
Devoid of feeling and so lonely it is sad.
I refuse to go back to my window.
That void of loneliness that await’s my stares.
There’s nothing to see but ground that is bare.
There are too many fences with barbed wire above.
Never has it crossed my mind that i would run.
No, not a chance there’s too many guns.
So i sit in this realm of hate and denial.
Awaiting the chance to be triumphant.
Because these concrete walls despise my smiles.
Dreams are only out of reach if you refuse to make them work.
While planning your future you lie wide awake,
thinking of doing stuff you realize will have to wait.
Time is a system of days passing you by.
These days should fly by in a blink of an eye.
All this wasted time count’s only towards my demise.
I can only await my release.
So i can enact my hard thought, attainable dreams.
Although i do struggle to keep thing’s in perspective,
and stay in touch with reality.