A glass wall separates me from your world.
So that your world tantalizingly hangs in front of me,
Like a bait,
Knowing that I can't touch it.
Knowing that I can't be a part of it.
Knowing that I can only wait.
and hope and wish.
While you go on and pretend I don't exist.
While I calm down the tiger in me
clawing fervently underneath my skin
to find an escape, to find freedom, but mostly,
*Please judge me. But politely.