I was in here all my life...
Sitting in front of the glas.
Safe and Sound
with no problems and struggle.
I sat here all my life
protected
having no clue of how it looks beyond
beyond my Glas house and its Mesmerizing view
I watched the outside
I watched them trees change too often
I watched them leafes fall and flowers bloom-
still- I had no Idea of how the outside actualy was.
And one day
they just threw me out and told me I need to look after myself
Told me to go explore
But they didnt tell me how
Because all I knew was my Glas House
I always thought my Glas house is my safe Space
little did I know , that this was just a stop by
and my journey would start somewhere else.
So me a useless unknow little girl
was brought into the wide big world
far away from my safe and warm glas house.
Trying to Survive and find myself.
Find myself outside
of the Glas House.
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PoesiaHeyy guys here are some of my Spoken word Poetry , hope you will like it . Have Fun reading them Hahah.