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The glass 

It shuts me in 

I find myself dazing

Out of it

Looking at the hills, 

The clouds, 

And that fresh air

I can almost taste 

From where I'm sitting

    When I was younger I had this one dream that kept occurring at random times. It was one of those dreams that you can’t explain what was happening.

The tree

It sits outside 

my window

A big and 

glorious tree

It shimmers in the winter 

And blooms in the summer

But it's not just any old tree

It’s my tree

    Do you ever just listen and hear every little thing around you making noise? I was sitting in class one day reading, when I realized how much noise there is around us. In that moment I could hear every little noise so distinctly.

   It was a beautiful snowy cool day, so my friends and I decided to go to the mountain to ski. We went on the small hill a lot so we wanted to switch to the top. We went on the ski lift that takes you up higher, and higher.

I was lost, 

I was overflowed with drama, and work

I felt hopeless

Like my life was a repeating cycle of the same things

I had no one to turn to

No shoulder to cry on

All I had was myself