Surrounded
Behind a sheet of glass,
I watch as all the people that pass,
Never notice me standing here,
Lost in my own fear.
Of being saved,
And being helped,
Who I will be when I get out of here,
I’ve known far too many tears.
The people seem so joyous,
With the many smile’s that I see,
It makes me wonder if I will smile again,
Like I did before this tragedy.
They give me hope,
To help me believe,
That I can make it out of this,
All I hear is words,
They have no meaning to me.
Like how the rain falls,
And causes such dread,
Locked inside these walls,
I’m going out of my head.
I still remember that day,
When she helped me get out,
A sweet little child went out of her way,
To knock on the glass.
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