Out the Window

This poem talks about how you see, and what dows it make you feel.

I look out the window and see
So much staring back at me
But here I am with nothing to clutch
Slipping through the cracks
Blowing away with the dust.

I look out the window and see
Nothing but responsibility
Out that window I see what I've done
All the great and all the bad
Best of all like me their is none

I look out the window
But all I see is a reflect of me
I look out the window but
There's nothing left to see.