Picture Talking : By The Window

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"By The Window"

I like sitting by the window

This window is the one 

Which separates my world

From the outer world

From this very window

I can see the life out there

So lively and so colourful

So much of the opposite from my world

People are running around

And like screaming out loud

While I'm watching them from afar

In a silence

Those strangers are in different shapes

Some are tall, some are shorts

Some are thin, some are rounder

And they have colourful skins

But I'm not like any of them

Will they like me when they see me?

I'm all white, from head to toe

Only my hair and eyes are black

I have wings on my back

I had it since I was a kid

I could fly but I'd rather walk

And hide my wings anytime I can

Many things I can do in my world

But sometimes I'm lonely

For having to do these things

All alone by myself

I want to talk to someone

To hear their stories

To share the stories of my own

To laugh together with them

But I really have no idea

How to start

Besides, I can't break this window

For it has been spelled

The spell can only be broken

When someone from the outer world

Notice my presence

And take a chance to cross the line

But it has been ages

And no one has ever come

So I'll just wait here by the window

And praying someone will finally come

-Indah-

Thursday 5/1 (8:04 am)

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