Here I am
Watching, still waiting
Here I sit watching them...
There I go
Again I drift
There I go again...
They walk on by
They look my way
They keep on walking every day
Dressed in red
and dressed in blues
dressed in jeans and greens of hughes
People drifting
just like me
lost in their own life
People walking
for some reason walking
looking past their chances in life.
Engrossed...
infatuated with their lives
Not seeing that I see them.
Blind? No... just blind-sided
to me, to every one else
so here I sit still watching them
they walk on past as wraiths
people still walking
still jumping still laughing
As I sit calmly watching all of them, still.
