I look out for the forgotten folks
lI verify on them- now and again
hidden beneath bus cease posts
and dimmed out
by metropolis lights
the visitors is moving- nonstop
too busy for a crimson light-
I need to not veer off too far
I’m too simply getting by-
virtually misplaced I regain myself
I’ll begin learning -my lane
classes come quick- realizing
nobody has compassion
on the freeway
I take a break to search out myself
I’ll cease learning everyones face
as a result of I imagine
behind every- worn out coat
peace nonetheless has a spot
an umbrella is nice safety
even when petaled
by
defeat
sharp passionate rays
press firm- in your pores and skin,
as you attempt to sleep
hopeless and soaked
a hail of engines- roar
tumbling down
your finish of the road
a grimy sidewalk
-they select to disregard it
its an acquired style
you’re fond to eat
studying music to show myself
I’ll by no means be a waste
and once I see
how a music compliments
the sky
I do know we nonetheless in some way
gained, with this place
my gratitude seeps
down from inside
I maintain out my notes,
-release my yell
I want for you I might scream
however my ardour couldn’t expel
I think about – it’s
I halt- on the road
the place
beneath your umbrella
we will nonetheless,
discover peace
a brand new life is best than none
so loosen up
don’t be beneath the gun
relaxation your head
and discover some sleep
