Fireworks Poem by andrew Diaz

looking in mirror
and all isee is tomorrows eyes,
trouble always finds its way
wrong path,
why is it that fireworks shoot up and then it dies,
looking into her eyes
mesmerized,
couldnt explain the feeling hypnotize,
looking up in the sky
wonder why,
but then i look into the right direction,
and watch a bird,
crossing the intersection,
pain so severe,
infection,
finally realize ineed to change myself
for the better,
can't stand still,
you want something,
be a go getter,
but the weather so unpredictable,
do iwear a sweater?
no more tears pouring,
my lifes only soaring,
iwas only dehydrated,
dying of thirst,
but now im really going off firworks,