theflyinghobbit

I am a caged bird Watching from the windows Molded by the world Into beauty and perfection No one sees the girl Sitting behind the glass Lost and forgotten No one sees her cry Stained glass windows All around Silhouettes of children Fading away No one cries No one hurts For the children Society forgot Perfect symmetry Pristine condition No one looks behind And sees what’s broken inside Tears run down Salty trails trickling down Broken hearts and broken spirits All hidden by colored glass