Young Writers Society

I originally was thinking of Lyrics, but it turned into a poem.

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I stopped for a second to look outside my window.

I had nothing to see, but I wanted to see what was real though.

Because this life is so deceptive, and I was lost in the haze.

Of all my hopes for better things, all my dreams of better days.

***

I closed my eyes, and I opened my window.

The night was cold, but that’s exactly how felt too.

Because when I can’t understand, I tend to freeze.

Not knowing what to think, what to do, who to be.

In this world of choices, what’s in it for me?

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I reached out the window, feeling the air around my arms.

It was a nice feeling, holding what wouldn’t cause any harm.

Because in this world, so many things can hurt.

I often find myself wide eyed, and alert.

For I keep trying not to fall down to the dirt.

***

I shut the window, and I opened my eyes.

I was tired of my looking, when it was all lies.

Even if I find the truth, would be what I wanted?

I think the truth, is something that’s too often bended.

***

My window, will open once again.

But I just don’t know when.

Maybe when things finally,

All make sense.