Outside My Window

Outside my window,
there is a world of pain.
I see this world everyday.
I see a little girl who's lost her way.
She isn't sure where she belongs.
This world of pain affect her everyday.
I see her, when I stare out my window.

Outside my window,
is a world of wrong.
When I look out it,
I feel like I am looking in the mirror of lost dreams and hope.
This window is my only connection to the outside world.
I face the world.

Outside my window,
the hell I feel is all true.
My window stays closed.
Until I see the Grim Reaper,
and until I hear my name.
Then, I look out my window again.
And I see city lights,
and landscapes.