The Window
+5My spirit is broken
When doors close for me
and doors for others open
Haven’t decided what path i’ll take
What choices i’ll make
I just sit by starrin’ out the window
wachtin’ ohter lives pass by
look at me so alone
This windows got a strange veiw
all distorted and contorted
but from this point of veiw
I see things for wht they are
behind all the madness and sadness
I see the beauty of every star
But I also see the insanity that drives all of us
all the anger and jealousy that kills all of us
Told you this windows got a strange veiw
And often that veiw is opposed
some want to knock it down
cause for them this window is closed
Thats the jealousy coming back again to bite you
this veiw is for those that can accept it as truth
That won’t chain it up and lock it in a cage
This veiw is for those that will standup and allways make a change
I realize now that I can’t wait for doors to open
I’ll pave my own way
I climb out through the window
look at the world and say
It’s my turn to stand up It’s my turn to make a change
This poem was written/submitted by Dylan montgomery.
