I truly miss the outdoors And feeling fully alive And sitting against the bases of trees Breathing in the fresh air. I love writing about the sun Reflecting on lakes and ponds, Shining like mirrors in the light; But I never get to see it. I will lock myself away And stay inside forever, Because I will never know What it's like to feel fully alive. I will glance at pictures of waterfalls Or leaves falling, frogs hopping And wishing I could be a part of it Knowing I never will. I love wandering the forests alone Or skipping down worn paths Singing songs full of memories That bring me to smiles or tears. I love pretending I'm a kid And I love solitude, Even though It kills me.