I see hundreds of people every day some better off than me, some worse, some the same, some remind me of me, some remind me of you whoever they may be, I call them by name. Happy people, sad people, emotionless some confused, some know who they are some angry at the world, some love, some walk close, some stay away far some in wheelchairs, some with canes young, old, fancy, some plain-janes some don't speak at all, some must sign they can't hear music, some are blind some never smile or laugh or look at you some will talk your ears off like they always knew some just stand and watch the people come and go, uncaring because they're numb some don't have homes, sleep on the street broken in dumpsters, searching something to eat I see hundreds of people every day... nice to be faced with life this way. |