It feels like I am alone.
The streets are empty, and the houses sit stolidly and lifeless.
The only human sound is my footsteps.
I should feel like I'm being watched,
but I don't.
The birds are the only ones who see me.
The sun is at my back,
and the birds sing their morning songs without an audience.
An otherwise cheerfl morning.
I like the feeling that nothing is wrong.
I like how my problems fade into the sky.
If only they stayed there...
It's at times like these
when it feels like the world isn't half bad.
It's at times like these
when I feel like peace is attainable for me.
It's at times like these
when I look down at the ground and realize
that my shadow is prettier than me.
Oct 24, 2011
Oct 24, 2011 at 9:44 PM UTC
It feels like I am alone.
The streets are empty, and the houses sit stolidly and lifeless.
The only human sound is my footsteps.
I should feel like I'm being watched,
but I don't.
The birds are the only ones who see me.
The sun is at my back,
and the birds sing their morning songs without an audience.
An otherwise cheerfl morning.
I like the feeling that nothing is wrong.
I like how my problems fade into the sky.
If only they stayed there...
It's at times like these
when it feels like the world isn't half bad.
It's at times like these
when I feel like peace is attainable for me.
It's at times like these
when I look down at the ground and realize
that my shadow is prettier than me.
