Just outside the door

Sitting in the corner of a four -cornered room she gazes out the window Sitting and listening at the birds squeak and chirping Sun rays pierce through the window Casting a dark shadow against the walls She listens to the neighbors talking and having fun just outside her door she longs for it but when she tries the words keep catching in her throat she would rather sit in the corner of these four walls engrossed in a fiction books wishing she were the heroine She would rather sit in the corner of these four walls daydreaming about the world outside Where she deeply longs to be