Looking through a windowed glass
Trying to see through its mystical haze
Searching for something I just can`t see
I am on the outside looking in
Making a cup over my eyes
With my hands; to peer in
I still can`t see anything
But laughter, smiles and glowing eyes of happiness
I can`t hear anything but muffled words
I am on the outside looking in
If I just stood out here
In the rainy storm of wonder
Continued to try to peer inside
Would someone walk out
And invite me in?
Or would they all just continue
Their festival of joyous happenings?
I am on the outside looking in
I want to join their little party
I want to be a welcomed guest
But I am on the outside looking in
I don`t want to be, any longer
On the outside looking in
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow. at times i feel like this. so lovely.