Some People Think
Some people say I'm lucky
To have a roof over my head
And four walls around me.
Some people say
That someone must be lookin out for me
When they hear I lived.
I know some people think
That I should be happy
That I should be smiling
That I should be laughing
And dancing
And crying
At just how lucky I am.
I know because every now and then
I'm one of those people
Who think I should think that.
Think I should think that sunsets are pretty
That I should smile when I see the lights of the city
And the clouds in the sky
Dew drops on leaves
And the sparkle in your eyes.
But I don’t.
Every now and then I think I should
But I don’t.
When the sun dips down
And spills its rose wine
Across speckled sky line
I don’t really care.
I just close my hand
And realize
I can
Since yours isn’t there.
i see city lights one moment
and your eyes so bright the next...
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