Thursday, January 15, 2009

Feeling like the Sidewalk

Feeling like the sidewalk

Feeling like the sidewalk

You left me feeling like the sidewalk
You know, trampled on, everyday
Uncared for, unkept, broken, shattered
People walk all over me now

Constantly I crack and crumble day by day
Some uniformed men did a chalk outline
Of the unidentified body they just found
I know exactly how that dead guy must feel

Impressionable children draw a line on me
They hop, skip and bounce with joy
Playful exuberance you might be thinking
But even these juvenile delinquents
Have the nerve to toss rocks at me

Some people even stop to leave
Eternal impressions on me now
But that’s only when I am
Soft enough to let them have their way
Usually I seem to harden on the surface

Right after they leave me alone
Most of the time I just feel stone cold
Weathered by the passage of time
Since you paved this lonesome path

To take right before my very eyes
See how you left me feeling?
Just like a crumbling sidewalk
No one cares to follow me

I don’t turn the corner anymore
Weeds springing up in crevices
I just noticed someone
Planting yellow roses by my side

So beautiful, exactly like you
Because you, its seems, left me
Feeling just like that sidewalk

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