ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW
STANDS A GIRL,
DRENCHED BY THE RAIN.
SHE STANDS MOTIONLESS,
EXPRESSIONLESS.
IS THE LIQUID ROLLING DOWN HER FACE RAINDROPS OR TEARS?
I CAN'T TELL,
BECAUSE SHE STANDS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW.
HER EYES STARE FAR AHEAD,
IS SHE LOST IN HER PAST Or SEARCHING FOR HER FUTURE?
I CAN'T TELL,
BECAUSE SHE STANDS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW.
HER TIGHTLY CLENCHED FISTS,
ARE THEY A SHOW OF STRENGTH
OR A SIGN OF VULNERABILITY?
I CAN'T TELL,
BECAUSE SHE STANDS ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDOW.
2014-07-06