Nilmrots

Sometimes I look at you and think That my soul just might start to sink. Sometimes I look at you and say, “You are so bright but I’m so gray.” I wish I looked as nice as you, And people cared for what I drew. I wish that I could be so smart, But maybe it’s not in my heart. Well, maybe I could sing a song, But all the notes would come out wrong. You could sing ten times as well, And all the people say your swell. I wish that they cared how I felt. Then all the suffering would melt. I am not smiling all the time. Some days it feels like that’s a crime. Why must I be stuck this way? The hopeless dreams come ever

A man in the street Where does he go to? He’s walking alone With nothing to do Cheerful he does step Along the sidewalk Moving so slowly He’s got time to talk Of grass and roses And great mighty oaks That go unnoticed By the other folks Down by the storefronts And up in the wood The man wants to roam Not be understood They say that he’s slow He says they’re too fast Always on the go Will memories last? Beyond the slow rush Of pavement and cars Lone pedestrian Who sees all the stars