I wrote a poem
From this cloud
I used to think we’d grow to be alive and free,
but it’s a bit more than complicated for both you and me.
I used to think we’d arrive at forever, which sounded great yesterday but today its not better.
I used to think that deep down we all felt the same,
maybe you and I, but we don’t all play the same game.
I used to share this feeling to spread the word,
but not everybody understands, and sometimes it’s better unheard.
Desire for love so sappy, so vain,
that I can sit in my bed all day and wish we were all the same.
What am I thinking? What will I do?
I guess I’ll get up and join the world in our zoo.
But baby, please don’t get too close to me,
I’ve got a lot on my mind, and I’m not sure what you’ll see.
I hope one day we’ll figure it out,
but for now it’ll just be me watching from this cloud.