Inside looking out.
She listens to the wind rustle outside her window.
The breeze catches her hair and tickles her ears with a slight blast of cold air.
She looks outside her window to see the leaves changing to beautiful fall colors.
She catches the light in her eyes.
She welts up.
She curls into a ball weeping so loudly it echos through the neighborhood.
She's a prisoner.
Trapped inside looking out.
Wanting to feel freedom again.