my observant eyes stare out the window.
the first lady drives past
her shiny sports car red sports car matches her shiny red hair.
she drives fast
to show everyone haw daddy gets her love.
under those sparkling glasses
and blasting music
lies a lost soul,
a soul who was never shown the way.
a tiny, quick smart car swerves next to us
the driver looks nervous
not sure if the sweat or the shaking gave it away.
i spot an old lady with a walking stick
the mourning her eyes feel makes mine water
eyes tell an amazing story.
yet they can be deceiving.
Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 3:38 AM UTC
my observant eyes stare out the window.
the first lady drives past
her shiny sports car red sports car matches her shiny red hair.
she drives fast
to show everyone haw daddy gets her love.
under those sparkling glasses
and blasting music
lies a lost soul,
a soul who was never shown the way.
a tiny, quick smart car swerves next to us
the driver looks nervous
not sure if the sweat or the shaking gave it away.
i spot an old lady with a walking stick
the mourning her eyes feel makes mine water
eyes tell an amazing story.
yet they can be deceiving.