Description: Yadda yadda yadda, same old song and dance. I just write it down to make me feel better. If you read this I hope you enjoy it. If you do then Thank you and if you don't then i'm sorry it wasn't better. Once again it's just an insight into my mind and how I perceive life.
LIFE THROUGH A WINDOW -------------------------------------------
Life through a window
I'm happy to see
The people who pass
but don't notice me
I sit here alone
No friend yet to share
They don't come inside
I'm glad they don't care
Life through a window
Don't dare go outside
It's safer in here
So easy to hide
I peek through the blinds
Make sure that there's light
For darkness is coming
To hender my sight
Life through a window
I claw at the pane
I'm still when you pass
To look like i'm sane
You cannot imagine
Nor can you tell
Life through a window
I hide it so well
I don't think it's as much agoraphobic as metaphoric. I see it as more of someone who might portray themself on the outside differently than they feel on the inside in order to keep from being hurt. Not a literal window, but a front that's different than your true self.
this is a good write, but very sad. sad that you feel you have to hide yourself away. sounds like depression. feeling you're going insane, yet acting so normal on the outside. (who defines normal anyway??) like the others have said, this could mean many things. the poem has nice flow. a good read all in all, and something many will relate to. nice work, bigrig!!
Pretty cool man. A bit vouyerist, and a bit agoraphobic it seems. The words, and rymes graph together well, and it gave me a vision partly of myself, and partly of an old man recluse, posibly a social deviant of sorts. Maybe a pervert gazing at highschool girls at 3:30pm, undressing them with his eyes.... Okay I'm going a bit to far, but you get the point. Good work
Submission Name: LIFE THROUGH A WINDOW
