Unknowing

--this one is kind of sloppy but lemme know what you think. thanks!

We'll sit atop the wall,
over the edge we dangle our feet.
We look down to the busy crowd
fluttering on the street.
What are they doing?
and where are they going?
Life's passing by,
and, yet, they're unknowing.
The stars up above
are shining so bright.
We're starring at them
as if they're shedding some light
On our lives
or what we're thinking.
Time is standing still,
and my eyes aren't blinking.
The trees start to sway,
but move in slow motion.
I breathe in the air
and ignore the commotion.
Life's passing by,
and I don't want it to end.
I'm making a lifetime memory
holding onto a friend.