Time

Caught in the clutches of time a place that I long to flee trapped though committed no crime people pulling with no real thoughts for me. Outside my window I see the world go by fear of losing the race though still I endeavour to try confined in my mind; surrounded like a cage I have to find the strength; the ability to turn the page. I love the simple things you find in each passing day new people you meet you affect you in some strange unknown way the sun glancing through a canopy of golden leaves memories that float happily along the breeze. Although I still feel lonely I do know people care but I need someone to guide and show me to help me open up and share.