It rains down
It falls
It distorts my reflection
The ripples spreading out wide
...
Is it so wrong that I want to sleep and never wake up?
So wrong that I just want to pack up and leave, through the
rain, and through the tree's?
...
Naivete
They laugh.
They smile.
They think the worlds okay.
All the while passing
Homeless people each day
I will not correct you.
I will not judge you.
I will not pull that wool from your eyes.
But tell me this, answer me please.
When this world has broken you, and beaten you down.
Will you still have that naivete, or will you wear a frown