Behind those…

Somewhere behind those wooden windows
You are holding on to your loved one
There are smiles around
And I lonely, tired, battered
Behind those glass windows
You are sharing a meal
Emotions flowing through words
And I quiet, solitary, silent
Behind those big windows
You are looking out at the cold winter
Feeling the hug and warmth
And I yearning, cold, bare
Behind those small windows
You are lost in your dreams
Of the future, of belonging
And I real, sans dreams, sans hope.
What sorrow lies behind those big eyes
The smile which is there yet not
The loneliness in the crowd
The cold blanketing the warmth that could be
The realisation of the truth
The blind chase
Where do i stand
Where do i stand

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