A girl in a snow globe, delights in her world,
she watches, enchanted, as the snow falls down,
it drifts and glides and swirls around
before finally landing upon the ground.
until one day she notices the glass,
and she understands (realizes)  the prison at last.

Oh
            how we try                          
                                  with feeble hands      
        to keep everything
                                       our broken minds                    
     from falling apart

Sky's drifting, mornings cold,
Dreams are lifting, truth unfolds,
Mom's have woken up, kids will too,
Dad's yelling, "kids get to school!"
And I'm sitting here, watching all of this,
How I miss the old days, how I miss the old me,
A life by the window pane, is so hard to see,
But what can I do, my legs can't hold me,
These crutches are there, but I'm too lonely,
Guess you still need time, not sure, just *******,
I've waited so long, feels like I can't no more, G.