I'm just a loving fool it seems
With no chance of reaching dreams.
I live in a box of hazy glass
The others outside endlessly pass
I long to be out there with them
But realize my fate to stay locked in
I try to reach out but the glass holds fast
Against my vain attempts to grasp
Once in a while, the glass is clear
And it seems at last my desires are near
I reach out in hope and touch the clear place
But it clouds and again I am left in my space
Still, the others pass ceaselessly by
Chasing dreams, reaching goals, free to try
My box seems to shrink small about me
As I sit, defeated, unable to leave
No beginning
No end
No hope again soon
I'm stuck with no stars, no sun and no moon.
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The world is indeed full of peril and in it there are many dark places. But still there is much that is fair. ~Tolkien
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@marvin2001 I don't know whether to apologize or be flattered... so here's both. Thank you, and I'm sorry!
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