Someday. . .

I sit alone
watch people walk,
watch them laugh,
and watch them talk.

they look at me,
as if i care,
that they call me different
but i just stare.

stare, stare,
into the deep.
on the inside,
i always weep.

sing my song
of sorrow and greif
pray, pray
in my beleif.

that someday
I'll float away
and leave this shell
i pray, i pray.

back in my chair
my heart still sings
for always i know
i'll get my wings.