I like to watch planes,
imagining who's on-board.
to watch people grocery shopping, pretending I know their weekend plans.
I watch when people think no one's looking,
to see their hidden smiles and adoring eyes.
When a car zooms by twenty over the limit,
I can't help but wonder if their family is alright, and if the driver needs a listening ear.
If my life were different,
if I was born one room to the right,
would I be with these people I see?
If my mother had married a different man,
If my fate was just slightly different,
maybe I'd be the one the speeding car was rushing so desperately to.
I wonder how life would be if I wasn't where I am now,
so I treat everyone as if they were me in a different reality.
Different situations, different lives,
but what if they were all me?
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Poems and Word Vomit
PoésieJust a place for me to store and save my messy thoughts that sometimes come out poetically. Mostly for me but you can read it, too. :)) Cover art drawn by me :) I didn't know what else to put as the cover so...
