Lesley Bass

(30/04/93 / South Africa)

watching the world go past


I sit on the front step
Just watching the world go past
People walking
People talking

I see people running from themselves
People walking their best friends
Children playing with others hearts
Teenage girls crying over the past

I just and watch the sun set
Signalling that a new day will begin soon
I watch the rising of the moon
And the dots getting ever so brighter

Watch people fall in love
People smile as if nothings wrong
I watch all the people who have nothing to do
Watching people who have nothing to loose

I sit and watch the different lives form
Watching the new scene starting
The new lives beginning with a smile
The lives coming to and end

I sit on the front step
Just watching the world go past
People walking
People talking

Submitted: Saturday, March 08, 2008
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