Inescapable
Sitting in front of a window
Girl with the braided hair
Can you see now?
Are you even there?
Cars fly by on a littered street
as piles of loud teenagers
and screaming kids
run about on the sidewalk below
Leaning out further
she sees, the broken glass
she hears, the chatter,
the horns, the barking
An array of sounds
that collide
to create an explosion of noise
that swirl around her
Creating chaos in the air
Girl with the brown eyes
Sitting on the window sill
Looks inward
to the place where she dwells
The sight of the same faces
with their same smiles
blurring together
The sounds of chitchat
and loud laughter
echoing through
Creating lies
There’s chaos here too
Girl with the sad smile
Looking to the window
and into the clear sky
where the planes zoom by
and the birds fly free
She sighs and thinks
"That will never be me."
