Window Shopper


Life is sometimes really unfair
Showing us things that really aren’t there
It’s like reading a cover of a book
Sometimes all we can do is look
We never know what it’s like inside
And it’s not up to us to decide
Fate has already made up its mind
That life is going to be unkind
It always shows us what we can’t possess
How we get around it is anyone’s guess
We see people living extravagant lives
And we can only envy as they thrive
Like a child wanting an expensive toy
But it’s another unattainable joy
We see love and envy romance
In our hearts we would kill for a chance
But sometimes it’s just not meant to be
Or at least we feel like we may never see
That fairy tale ending we want real bad
And we live on, still alone and sad
It’s all so close and yet so far
We feel it’s part of who we are
Like you’re that character in the story
Who tries so hard but finds no glory
Like a window shopper in the rain all wet
Wanting something, we can never get

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