Looking through my window
as the world goes floating by
a welcoming distraction
to the view in my mind's- eye

Cascading shafts of sunlight
impinge upon the pane
deflecting painful memories
of my endless pouring rain  

Looking through my window
at people passing by
biting down upon my lip
to stop me shouting..why?

A group of happy children
playing down below
innocence and laughter..
..it seems so long ago

Looking through my window
longing to be free
looking through my window
is this my destiny?