I like your poem, it's pretty. I write poetry pretty constantly, and most people can't understand it unless they've known me for years.
I laugh as the world passes by
You know that girl?
The one you rushed past on your way to some endeavor,
The one who was sitting on the bridge watching the cars drive past
in no hurry to be anywhere in particular?
The one you mentally labeled as weird,
never going to amount to anything.
The girl you wondered about idly
for the few seconds she was in your mind
before being shoved out by whatever more important thoughts usually occupy you,
You wondered how she could be so crass,
so laid back,
You thought she needed a good dose of reality,
maybe you wanted to shake her
until her teeth rattled.
Maybe you honked at her,
or yelled somethung hilarious.
Or maybe you ignored her.
Maybe you thought that if you pretended not to notice her
she would just go away
just past the view
from the rear-view mirror of your beloved car.
Yeah that girl.
I am that girl,
idling by with a joke,
and a grin.
Maybe a token that was overlooked
by someone too busy to stop,
too busy to care.
The one who apreciates the value in a moment,
who hears truth in the silence.
The kind of girl that watches the world hurry by and wonders,
idly for a moment or two,
Where is everyone going?
What's so great about it, what happens when they get there?
Why can't they see that now is the time,
here is the place.
the one you called "crazy" or maybe just weird.
The one you wondered about,
she wondered about you, too.
She asks questions a lot, this girl.
Usually they can't be answered,
but that doesn't matter.
The fact that the question has been asked means that
there is an answer floating out there somewhere,
yet to be found.
The question she asked,
that day on the bridge,
while you showed your unoriginality with generic come-ons,
and the requisite "JUMP JUMP JUMP",
That question can only be answered by you, so pay attention, and think hard.
What happened to you?
To the way you used to be, remember that?
Finding solace in a sun-beam and joy in a smile,
where'd you go?
How did you forget to be you? When'd you forget where youwere going?
Why isn't the journey good enough anymore?
But, most importantly,
and another one, that's also a lttle long...
Sophia and Lydia an expirament in p e r s o n a l e v o l u t i o n.
Silly sweet Sophia ran away from home, gave
Long lost Lydia an unwanted throne.
Silly sweet Sophia wanted to be f r e e
Silly sweet Sophia never gonna see.
Long lost Lydia laughs at the fight
Long lost Lydia queen of this night.
Long lost Lydia flexes empty hand
Long lost Lydia no love found in this land.
Silly sweet Sophia strums a guitar
Silly sweet Sophia wants to go far.
Silly sweet Sophia reach for the S K Y
Silly sweet Sophia don't give up, just try.
Long lost Lydia scoff and moan
Long lost Lydia where the trash is thrown.
Long lost Lydia BATTERED and BRUISED, saved
Silly sweet Sophia who felt so u.s.e.d.
Silly sweet Sophia ungrateful, unknowing
Silly sweet Sophia no more room for internal growing
Long lost Lydia allow yourself a silent tear,
Long lost Lydia remember how to fear.
Long lost Lydia promise not to scream?
Silly sweet Sophia is not what she seemed!
Silly sweet Sophia c.o.n.f.u.s.e.d and lost
Silly sweet Sophia remebers not the cost.
Long lost Lydia bite the hand that feeds,
Long lost Lydia remember that one's deeds.
Long lost Lydia limp away from town
Silly sweet Sophia embraces her own.
Silly sweet Sophia count those in your fold,
Long lost Lydia forgotten in the cold.
Silly sweet Sophia wish for snow.
Silly sweet Sophia never grow.
Long lost Lydia in a fetal position
Silly sweet Sophia has a proposition.
Silly sweet Sophia gonna save the world?
Long lost Lydia trusts not your word.
That one's for Ianto. Risen Mitten, Life Knife, and that old classic...Stun Gun.