Mr. nothing

Windows

Cold. Gray. Empty. That's what everyone thinks I see. That's how most people think people like me view the world. Wrong. You'd think I was depressed by the way I am. By the way I look, or by the way I act. But they're wrong.

You see, I suppose in a way I am depressed. But I've never self harmed. Never attempted suicide. Sure, I've taught about that stuff. But I know I'd never do it. You see I view the world much different. What was. What is and what could be.

I have a habit of sitting by a window, wherever I am, and I guess that's why people think I'm so miserable. But I don't sit there too morn or to rant. I sit to do what I live for. What I love. Daydreaming. My only ticket to a long happy, free life. I can go anywhere in want. Do anything I please! All without leaving my spot by the window.