Window

I am windowed.

People walk past overlooking me

While I'm stuck in a holder unable to move

Or feel anything I’m feeling.

But you saw me,

You made me feel seen by you.

But what I didn’t know was

You were using me the whole time

To fill your cup of happiness.

Using me until-—

I was out of my own happiness.

Now I am locked, facing the people walking by

Studying them,

Looking at the tile floor and nice lighting,

But trapped in the mall

Being used to see what the manikin behind me

Has to offer.

Other stores surrounding me

Knowing that I should have known better.