Sidewalks...

[datraceman]

Sidewalks.....
I sit and stare at those that pass me by
Thinking...wondering
Who are they?
Do I know them?
Do they know someone I know?
But thoughts such as these are trivial
I stop and ponder all that is in front
and all that is behind
I look and see where I've been
I close my eyes and stare toward the heavens
Basking in the sun shining down on me
The shadows then creep in
Pervading my mind with questions...
Who am I?
Where am I?
Where am I going?
Sidewalks
Life is full of them
I open my eyes and I see to my left
People walking in a hurried fashion
Full of themselves and these plastic objects
pressed firmly to their ear
Such a waste of life
I look to my right and I see a man and woman hand in hand
walking along basking in a certain glow
That's life, the life I want a part of
The life of love, pain, feeling, wonder, and joy
But yet I still sit on the sidewalks looking back and forth
waiting, watching
What I am not sure, but yet I sit and stare.
Action?
Movement?
These things I have trouble with
So I sit here waiting for my time to stand up
When that person or oppurtunity walks by
I will get up and run after it
I can't wait for that day
But for now,
Sidewalks...