I listen to the wind whistle through the screen.
Rain batters the house.
I hear thunder rumble in the distance.
Lightning flashes to the ground.

I turn from the window jealous.
How free the clouds are to come and go as they please!
How I wish I could do the same,
but alas, I am trapped in the way of this life.

Trapped by the judges.
They judge you if you are different.
They judge if you stray from the beaten path.
They judge if you don’t want to be like everyone else.

Oh! How technology has trapped us within ourselves!
No technology? No social life.
No text messages? No friends.
We are trapped by each other.

We are trapped by ourselves.