Different Perspective
Hair is slick and greasy, haven't showered in three days
Eyes stare into the sunset wandering in a fabricated haze
The only thing you have control of, is the steering wheel
Grasp the remainder of it hard, and forget what it's like to feel
Turn on the ac, as sweat drips down your brow
The baby starts to scream, starting the headache now
Wonder were it all went wrong, when you've been at the wheel
Blame the direction on someone else, when you decided to steer
I'm peering through your window, on the outside looking in
I feel like I know you, but I'm a stranger then again
Too close to your reality, picture lost inside a frame
Stepping into your world, looking in through it's pane
Numbness has fallen over you, like heavy rain on the road
Your vessel lost traction, as you let life take control
There was a time when happiness, dried up these simple things
Guardian angel tries to catch up, not so fast on broken wings
Your smile shone through the fog, lit up the dim of night
Your presence on this journey, ended someone's plight
Those days have passed you by so quick, the memories you thought you'd never miss
In your young, dumb stupor you took it all for granted
I'm peering through your window, on the outside looking in
I feel like I know you, but I'm a stranger then again
Too close to your reality, picture lost inside a frame
Stepping into your world, looking in through it's pane
Hair is slick and greasy, haven't showered in three damn days
Tried to turn this all around, but in the right lane you stayed
Same old song and dance, listen to it on repeat
To the people looking in your window, who are you trying to deceive?
Copyright © Daniel Whitson | Year Posted 2016
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