Looking through my black-framed window, <br /> at my neighbours bigger house, <br />would be swell living in that bubble, <br /> never have they, had any troubles, <br />the perfect wife with perfect spouse. <br /> <br />Looking through my black-framed window, <br /> at my neighbours better car, <br />shiny tyres, brand-new and black, <br /> Living there would be better by far. <br /> <br />Looking through my black-framed window, <br /> at my neighbours greener grass, <br />would i live there - no thankyou, <br /> they can keep their facade, <br />I live life without the mask. <br /> <br />04/11/05.<br /><br />Liz Munro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/looking-through-my-black-framed-window-at-my-nei/
