Glass

I stare out the glass
everything out there is so free
trees, animals, plants, birds
I wish I was a bird
so free and able to do anything.
The glass traps me 
waiting for my next move
I spend all day looking out the glass
waiting for something to happen
wishing I were out there
free like a bird 
Everywhere around me is glass
all i can do is look out it
and wait and wait
all I have left to do is hope
Hope this will end
The glass traps me
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Flowergirl12300

VT

17 years old

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    I'm still waiting at it

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