Windowpanes

My secret window stands without a wall.

It shows me the only world I know, 

The only world I've barely discovered. 

Blue bird whisper to me softly,

A new story or three everyday. 

Old women are mocked endlessly, 

I'm a scapegoat in my teens

Because I learned what you taught me. 

Secret window, where's your wall? 

The curtains only move to reveal all I know,

The same that I've barely even discovered.

A world of people hurt, and hurt for pleasure. 

A world of chain smokers

And naysayers

And lives

I don't know how to save.