I am open and I am feet that walk in the rain
I wonder about swings and I wonder where the kindness goes and I wonder if plants are in pain
I hear trains far away and I stop to listen because they make me feel like life is moving
I see patterns in front of my eyes
I want nothing
I am closed
I pretend the grass in the wind is the sea
I feel like Lego in the gravel drive, I feel like sunshine
I touch the hands of mannequins in shops, and I touch the water on petals and leaves
I worry about nothing
I cry like a rain cloud, I cry just for a change, I cry to see what happens, I cry and it's just water from the sea
I am open, I am somewhere in between
I understand these words like living; I feel like they've lost me
I say words; I hate them, I love them, I sing them
I dream while I'm asleep but sometimes I forget to write them down
I try to blow bubbles but the mixture won't work, I try to catch the sunlight on my eyelashes
I hope that people feel it when I smile at them
I am nothing
May 7, 2015
May 7, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
I am open and I am feet that walk in the rain
I wonder about swings and I wonder where the kindness goes and I wonder if plants are in pain
I hear trains far away and I stop to listen because they make me feel like life is moving
I see patterns in front of my eyes
I want nothing
I am closed
I pretend the grass in the wind is the sea
I feel like Lego in the gravel drive, I feel like sunshine
I touch the hands of mannequins in shops, and I touch the water on petals and leaves
I worry about nothing
I cry like a rain cloud, I cry just for a change, I cry to see what happens, I cry and it's just water from the sea
I am open, I am somewhere in between
I understand these words like living; I feel like they've lost me
I say words; I hate them, I love them, I sing them
I dream while I'm asleep but sometimes I forget to write them down
I try to blow bubbles but the mixture won't work, I try to catch the sunlight on my eyelashes
I hope that people feel it when I smile at them
I am nothing
