Willing To Fly

Silence speaks
Leaning with my nose
against the glass
Thinking about
What it would take
To make all the tweaks
My mind refuses to fix
I look back at the time
I 've had and forward
To the one I might
have left
Doors are closed
But I am still here
Willing to open others
If not for myself then
Definitely for someone else
Outside a couple holding hands
Is walking by
I feel like a spy
I am sorry if I pry
I smile and then I cry
One day I too
will find someone
Willing to teach me
How to fly