A poem about a teen who spends his time watching people and questioning life. |
Sitting here watching people go by I think to myself, I wonder why Why is that people fight to survive When in the end they still die But many fight for useless things Cars, necklaces, and diamond rings They always continue to act so tough But in the end it's never enough Sitting here watching people go by I think to myself, I wonder why Why do people hurt each other Their mothers, fathers, sisters, and brothers When those people have done nothing wrong But sing to the tune of a different song They cry so hard but still feel the pain Just like the earth feels as it continues to rain Sitting here watching people go by I think to myself, I wonder why Why is it that people are filled with so much hate Their other emotions they cannot wake Others who want to live a different way Those malicious people think it isn't right for them to stay Their hate stings the others and they begin to cry Alone they sob and yell good bye Sitting here watching people go by I think to myself, I wonder why Why do I question a persons life When my life as well lives by the reapers scythe I question life because I must I feel as if it just isn't enough To live a life of ignorance A life full of fake bliss |