i see

I wrote this when i was about 12 years old. My mom ex husband wouldn't let me do anything not even singing.

I see the kids playing outside. I wish I was one of the kids. I see them running and playing but I'm the odd one out always stuck inside all alone. I see myself being in the sun but I know I can't. I see them being free and having fun. I see there smile while they play. I wish I had a smile on my face.

Author's Note

Please don't judge me

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

So know that feeling, for different reasons. When I was ten or eleven I broke my leg and the worst of it was that every day seemed to be sunny and full of smiles, while I was stuck at the window.
Now as an adult, I still find myself feeling this. I remember also seeing a girl at her window and she looked sad. It stopped me what I was doing and I smiled at her when she looked at me. She smiled back, but not a real smile. I still think about her to this day, wondering if she ever truly smiled. I hope so.
Thank you for sharing this.

[Amber Albores]

No problem and thank you for your support

[alifeacoustic]

You're very welcome.

[hanselwheresgretel?]

Hi, It must've been hard for you but also very therapeutic to write this out and publish it. Maybe starting a new sentence below the last would make it look more organized, but it also has a sense of carelessness to this arrangement.its real and I like it

[Eye Q the Blac Poet]

You were seeing a life that you couldn't experience in the moment. I know you wish you could go back and play with the kids, so you can experience it for yourself.

[Terry O'Leary]

Sad... but you seem to have survived... (not a judgement)...
The poem is superb (a judgement), especially as it was written by a 12-year-old!