You sit there with your arms crossed
All the hate has screwed up your face
As if you had tied your skin in rubber bands in order to tie dye your forehead and cheeks
As if magnets pulled the corners of your mouth down to hell
I wonder if you even notice
Me looking at you
Wishing you happiness
And love and tranquility
But in your eyes it is easier to hate the world around you
After all they fucked you over
Even the better days are terrible
I took the train one holiday
Headed south along the coast.
I saw old men and women
Just old enough to need assistance
Their skin sagging and wise with age
Wise with stories of
I saw newborn boys and girls
Just old enough to walk
Their skin plump and wise with youth
Wise with the power of the unknown
The entire world waiting for them
I saw friends and lovers holding hands
Watching the sun set over the pacific.
And I wished I had a lover
To share my wisdom with
To share my youth and
The power of the unknown.
What if the train had fallen
Off those man made tracks
Into the majestic ocean below?
Would you have even wondered where I’d gone?