pumpkin orange fall fiery hair gentle as she makes a way to a seat behind me
headband pulled high showing her small round face lips pursed she waits
with her little backpack, tattered and worn like my soul on the bus across town she wore the saddest eyes i'd ever known
thinking to myself she must've looked near the way i felt . . .
big doe eyes of soft sky blue i wanted to cry ( felt see through )
i wanted to try & cry Me , here with my hands And Her , there with those eyes
lookin for more work today and wrote this on the back of a resume' ...not really sure of what good it'd be but thought this would be a good place to leave it for now and i'll look back at it later to see what it sounds like again