The Window

I look out the window and what do I see?
a world filled with endless possibility.
Filled with love and laughter,
and happily ever after.
A place where dreams come true,
for me and for you.
Where everyone has someone to care,
and someone to be there.

That world is a happy place,
but in my world that's not the case.
Behind the window there are fears,
and a heart filled with bitter tears.
It's dark and cold where I dwell,
behind the window, in a dark cell.
There is only sadness here,
and the ever present fear.

I want so much to be free,
to share the happiness I see.
Out there on the other side,
Escape?...I have tried.
But the bars on the window hold fast,
they are a barrier I can't get past.
They keep me locked secure inside,
here, alone, where I abide.

Invite someone in...you say,
I can't or won't, not today.
Never will I bring another to this place,
to view the sadness on my face.
I would never torture someone so,
for tis a terrible place I know.
I would never wish another to feel,
the pain here that is all to real.

So alone here I will remian,
with the sadness and the pain.
But beyond the window you can be,
surrounded by love and serenity.