The Merry-Go-Round

i sit and i watch
stars at night
thinking about
what's wrong
thinking about
what's right
a war torn country
a terrible sight
children running
from the dark to the light
my heart is heavy
with insignificant pain
what i feel
just isn't the same
my problems few
compared to theirs
some day’s it just seems
like no one cares
as i sit in a park
on a merry go round
a place for children
to spin round and round
i want to cry
i can't find the tears
i want to run
from pain always near
for some love is the answer
a light at darkest noon
for me love is a fear
of leaveing to soon
some can't understand
that, emotions are real
not something tarnished
made from recycled steel
i want to run
into the arms of a friend
i want to hide
‘til time begins to bend
i want to capture some moonlight
dancing on waves
i want to walk thru sand
a moment to save
i want to live without questions

with no soiled explanations
talk to whom i please
with no emotional citations
i want to live in solitude
lost in a fantasy
i want to sleep in the rain
escape reality
i want to be a boy again
no pressure to bear
playing with soldiers
dirt in my hair
riding a merry go round
singing a song
watching the moonlight
and crying…

alone

original post 1/15/04