Through My Window


			Through My Window Through my window I feel like I am special ‘cause I have seen a lot of stars more than anybody has ever seen. I could see another world the world I have never seen All the way up on the thirty-fifth floor I could see Central Park covered with whipped cream or yellow dressing I feel great The moon comes close to me but the world downstairs goes further away It is so unusual All the stars, moon, sun, clouds and planets are like kids - and the sky is their mother If they don’t show up the skies look so dull through my window Once upon a time there was a girl who always slept in a fantasy world. One day she woke up and she realized that it was over, it was gone. She was happy, and she knew that life was going to be better - no stresses, no depression. She new she would never fall in love at least not in high school. She saw couples always together. She was jealous to see that but then she knew that She would never go to sleep.