Written at a Time I Was Depressed And Thought I Was Better Than Everyone Else (am i still like that?) - Sit and Watch

I sit perched atop a branch

I sit and watch you all pass by

The people who are down there

Living their lives

They don’t notice me

I lean up against a natural wooden post

I don’t hide or avoid prying eyes

But no one’s eyes look to pry

I observe friends and family

And only wish I had some of my own

As I sit and see

People absorbed in themselves

Wishing they were as high as me

Except, it’s lonely up here

High in the sky

I may not have to walk and talk

But I have to live

Those people down there

They refuse to see

What humanity can really be

I am burdened with the truth

Life is pain and anger

But also beautiful and serene

It is ever changing and adapting

But sometimes only one person

Knows how to adapt

I may get to fly free

But there is no escaping my future

While you are wasting yours

It gets lonely up in the clouds

Up here all by myself

Just wishing for somebody to look up

But no one ever does.