Sometimes I sit on the curb,
and watch the city come alive.
Sometimes I sit in the park,
and watch the clouds roll by.

I've been thinking and thinking about how I'm shrinking,
I've almost disappeared.

I live in a basement and I'm some what complacent,
with how I'm living in fear.

I spend every Monday, Wednesday and Friday,
exchanging strange glances with peers.

But for the first time in years,
I'm happy.

I haven't seen any of my friends,
in about over a month.
It's strange how we live our lives,
like we don't realize we live once.
There's no time for teary eyes,
your smile's as bright as the sun.
Let love and life inside,
and you'll realize your life has begun.

Look forward to each new day,
let go of the days that have passed.
This life we live is a joke,
don't forget to laugh.