Looking through the unclear window of life is a gift.
The unclear is what you know as the transition
A transition that feels like it separates you from the rest of the world
The transition from one life style to another
It is a rough road but you pull through,
Nobody knows how you feel.
You tell but it seems like no one is listening.
There is a girl that does listen but doesn’t tell.
She knows how you feel and how to fix it.
But she is shy, and is scared of what an outcome could be
She writes little things here and there,
But isn’t truly as powerful as she tries to be.
If it helps to know she tries to do anything she can
Even if she doesn’t succeed, she tries to deliver the towel
That will help you clear that window
We all know as the transition in life.