I Stand Here

I stand here and watch the changing of seasons, a summer of winters, an autumn of springs, I stand here in thought, not knowing the reasons, to the meaning of life, how the caged bird still sings. I stand here and watch as the years pass me by, regrets of my past, what my life might have been, I stand here and muse over one butterfly, freed from the prison it had put itself in. I stand here and watch as the dark turns to day, the first glimpse of sunrise, a shimmer of light, I stand here and wonder where clouds go to play would they take me with them when day turns to night? I stand here on guard while my inner self dreams, of a world free of hurting, a life blank of stain, I stand here and listen while my inner self screams, with fear in his eyes and a soul filled with pain. I stand here alone, memories by my side, a flood of emotions, bittersweet in my mind, I stand here unknown with the tears I have cried, searching for answers in a world where I'm blind.